I brought my own radio into work, since it has something called an antenna on it, and the store radio does not. Well, I inadvertently brought along two mix tapes, one of which was made by her. As I was playing it, she drove up with her mother and went into the Book Exchange. I called over a few minutes later, asking if she could come over and talk for a couple of minutes. A slight pause, then "I don't think so." My amazing comeback was, "Ok. Thanks."
So, I suppose this is a one-sided closure, and not mine. Still, it is an answer of sorts. The last time we talked was one email each way over four months ago. She will always be a part of who I am, just not a visible one. I will miss her.