Then I got to see the wavy line he drew in the dirt, the way he always did. But for the first time, I realized that it was more than a wavy line… much more than a wavy line. I saw it for what it really was. An M – for Marnie. How had I never recognized it? Though I knew a small voice, Jupiter’s inside voice, was telling me it was because I’d never truly acknowledged his truth, that he’d never stopped loving me, and his future was our future.
