Parents noticed something remarkable.
Whenever Walter read, every child listened.
Not because he was entertaining.
Because he truly cared.
Without realizing it…
Emma had helped Walter become himself again.
—
Nearly a year after the first letter, Walter wrote:
“Dear Friend,
You’ve become someone very important to me.
Would you ever like to meet?
Only if you’re comfortable.
If not, I’ll always be grateful for our letters.”
Two weeks passed.
No reply.
Walter worried he had asked too much.
Then another envelope arrived.
“Yes.
Saturday.
2:00 PM.
Maple Street bus stop.
I’ll bring my notebook.”
—
Walter arrived thirty minutes early.
He wore the same brown jacket Margaret had always loved.
His hands trembled.
