Then she slowly turned toward Mary.
“Mary… I thought you hated me.”
Mary took her hand.
“Sarah, I’ve spent my entire life waiting for you to hug me again. I never blamed you.”
At those words, my mother fell to her knees.
She rested her head on her friend’s lap and began sobbing.

“Forgive me… I wasted twenty-five years believing I’d ruined your life.”
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Mary was crying too.
“You didn’t ruin my life, Sarah. You were my best friend, and you still are.”
Grandpa stood beside me.
His eyes were filled with tears as well.
We stayed in the woods for a long time that day.
My mother and Mary sat on the very same bench where they had last sat together twenty-five years earlier.
I took a picture of them.
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And when we returned home, my mother hugged Grandpa tightly.