'If you see me on the street...'

This morning she asked me how much longer I was going to stay here. I told her she had to give me some time to find a place. Tonight she went for a walk and came back looking sad. "I need to leave," she said. "I've got all this family in Oklahoma, and most of them are not doing well, and they need my help. I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you, but I have to go. I'm not ever going to get married and I need to be somewhere I can do some good."

"But you've been telling me I had to leave," I said. "You mean, nobody's going to live here?"

She said she was sorry and she hoped we could always be friends, said it would make her sad if she left on bad terms. "I'll probably be back this way sometime," she said. "If you see me on the street I hope you'll wave."