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Jacktossedtheaersonmydesk—hiseyebrowsknitintoastraightlineasheglaredatme。
“Whatswrong?”Iasked。
Hejabbedafingerattheroosal。“Nexttimeyouwanttochangeanything，askmefirst，”hesaid，turningonhisheelsandleavingmestewinginanger。
Howdarehetreatmelikethat，Ithought。Ihadchangedonelongsentence，andcorrectedgrammar—somethingIthoughtIwasaidtodo。
ItsnotthatIhadntbeenwarned。Theotherwomen，whohadservedinmylacebeforeme，calledhimnamesIcouldntreeat。Oneco-workertookmeasidethefirstday。“Hesersonallyresonsiblefortwodifferentsecretariesleavingthefirm。”shewhisered。
Astheweekswentby，IgrewtodesiseJack。ItwasagainsteverythingIbelievedin—turntheothercheekandloveyourenemies。ButJackquicklyslaedaverbalinsultonanycheekturnedhisway。Irayedaboutit。Buttobehonest，Iwantedtouthiminhislace，notlovehim。
Oneday，anotherofhiseisodesleftmeintears。Istormedintohisoffice，rearedtolosemyjobifneeded，butnotbeforeIletthemanknowhowIfelt。IoenedthedoorandJackglancedu。
“What?”hesaidabrutly。
SuddenlyIknewwhatIhadtodo。Afterall，hedeservedit。
Isatacrossfromhim。“Jack，thewayyouvebeentreatingmeiswrong。Iveneverhadanyoneseaktomethatway。Asarofessional，itswrong，anditswrongformetoallowittocontinue，”Isaid。
Jacksnickerednervouslyandleanedbackinhischair。Iclosedmyeyesbriefly。Godhelme，Irayed。
“Iwanttomakeyouaromise。Iwillbeafriend，”Isaid。“Iwilltreatyouasyoudeservetobetreated，withresectandkindness。Youdeservethat，”Isaid。“Everybodydoes。”Isliedoutofthechairandclosedthedoorbehindme。
Jackavoidedmetherestoftheweek。Proosals，secs，andlettersaearedonmydeskwhileIwasatlunch，andthecorrectedversionswerenotseenagain。IbroughtcookiestotheofficeonedayandleftabatchonJacksdesk。AnotherdayIleftanote。“Hoeyourdayisgoinggreat。”itread。
Overthenextfewweeks，Jackreaeared。Hewasreserved，buttherewerenoothereisodes。Co-workerscorneredmeinthebreakroom。
“GuessyougottoJack，”theysaid。“Youmusthavetoldhimoffgood。”Ishookmyhead。“JackandIarebecomingfriends。”Isaidinfaith。Irefusedtotalkabouthim。EverytimeIsawJackinthehall，Ismiledathim。Afterall，thatswhatfriendsdo。
Oneyearafterour“talk，”IdiscoveredIhadbreastcancer。Iwas32，themotherofthreebeautifulyoungchildren，andscared。Thecancerhadmetastasizedtomylymhnodesandthestatisticswerenotgreatforlong-termsurvival。Aftersurgery，Ivisitedwithfriendsandlovedoneswhotriedtofindtherightwordstosay。Nooneknewwhattosay。Manysaidthewrongthings。Otherswet，andItriedtoencouragethem。Iclungtohoe。
Thelastdayofmyhositalstay，thedoordarkenedandJackstoodawkwardlyonthethreshold。Iwavedhiminwithasmileandhewalkedovertomybedand，withoutaword，lacedabundlebesideme。Insidelayseveralbulbs。
“Tulis，”hesaid。
Ismiled，notunderstanding。
Heclearedhisthroat。“Ifyoulantthemwhenyougethome，theyllcomeunextsring。”Heshuffledhisfeet。“IjustwantedyoutoknowthatIthinkyoullbetheretoseethemwhentheycomeu。”
TearscloudedmyeyesandIreachedoutmyhand。
“Thankyou，”Iwhisered。
Jackgrasedmyhandandgrufflyrelied，“Yourewelcome。Youcantseeitnow，butnextsringyoullseethecolorsIickedoutforyou。”Heturnedandleftwithoutaword。
Ihaveseenthoseredandwhitestriedtulisushthroughthesoileverysringforovertenyearsnow。Infact，thisSetemberthedoctorwilldeclaremecured。Iveseenmychildrengraduatefromhighschoolandentercollege。
InamomentwhenIrayedforjusttherightword，amanwithveryfewwordssaidalltherightthings。
Afterall，thatswhatfriendsdo。
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