Written in Stone
Nothing is written in stone. There is no fate or destiny and there is no life plan set out for anybody (except for those with controlling parents or excessive OCD). Nothing is certain and nothing is definite.
There are infinite outcomes in one's life and infinite possibilities. There are opportunities to be taken and forks in the road.
Maybe one day it will be like that for us too. Maybe what separates us will no longer be there. Maybe. Then again, maybe not.
For now, we remain on opposite sides of life and death. And for now, that must be enough.
Jack reads back over the letter, frowns and then scrunches up the page. He tosses it in the trash.