Ralph was now safe at home with his family, and they were all catching up on what he had missed while he was stranded on the island. Apparently the war had ended and the British had won. The bad thing was that his mom was overly protective now, and very clingy.
“Mom, calm down please. I am not going anywhere.” Ralph told his mother for about the fifth time today.
“But Ralph honey, you don't understand. When I figured out that your plane had crashed I just about had a heart attack. You are my only child and I love you more than anything in the world. I do not want to loose you!” She told him. It sounded like she was going to cry.
“Okay, okay. I love you and I missed you a lot.” he reassured her.
He seemed like he was starting to get annoyed. He had been home for about a week and a half, but every second of the day he had to remind his mother that he was perfectly fine and that he wasn't going anywhere. He wondered if his mother would ever calm down.
*
“Jack!” Jack's mom called. “Come here please!” Jack was very happy to be back home again. When they were on the island he didn't think about his family or his home, so he didn't realize that he missed them.
“Yeah mom?” he asked her. Ever since he got back home he had been extra nice to his family, his mother especially. She seemed so upset about what had happened.
“Oh nothing, I was just checking to see if you were all right.” she shouted back. His mom had been acting differently, but oh well. He was glad to have her back. Jack hadn't forgotten about Ralph though. He had been worried. Had Ralph forgiven him? Had he forgot about him? Surely no one could forget a person that quickly. Jack new that he had to talk to Ralph. But how? Would Ralph let him?
*
That night he had a dream about when he was on the island and how it would be if Piggy and Simon hadn't been killed. Maybe all four of them could be friends, but that could never happen now. Maybe it was time for him to get over it though. Piggy and Simon were dead, and nothing could change that. He had to get over that, and he was going to make sure he did.
*
Jack was debating whether or not to write Ralph a letter. If he did the worst that could happen was that Ralph would not respond to his letter, but if he did respond then maybe they could sort this whole mess out. How Jack longed for that. Then maybe they could become friends again. Jack had decided. He was going to write Ralph a letter.
*
It was a couple days later when Ralph received a letter in the mail. It said that it was from Jack Merridew.
“That’s odd.” He said to himself. “Why would he be writing me?”
He went to his room and sat on his bed staring at the letter. Should he open it? I wonder what it says.” He mumbled under his breath. He took a deep breath and started to rip the envelope open.
“Ralph,” the letter said. “I know we have been through some of the worst possible things that could happen to us, but I want you to know that I am really truly sorry. I think we should talk about everything. Please write back to me. I would greatly appreciate it. Sincerely, Jack Merridew.”
Ralph closed the letter and laid back on his bed. What should he do? Ralph was going to take a risk. One he had never had to make before. He was going to confront the boy who had tried to kill him.