It was too soon, far
too soon for me to be hearing what I was hearing. How could Julie
tell me this? I can barely believe that she's leaving me, but this
. . . the girl is just a child! And she wants
me to marry her and let her take care of our children?!
It's the cancer
talking. It has to be. How can she expect me to tell
her what she wants to hear? How can I just forget her and move on in
my life? She's not even gone yet. The boys are enough. They have
to be enough. I don't want to do this. I don't even want to think
about what it will be like when she is gone. If I do the loneliness
will destroy me.
But she has that
look in her eyes. I know that look. I know the determined tilt of
her chin. She may be losing her battle with this cancer, but somehow
I think it's the only one she will ever lose. I know I'm fighting
a loosing battle in this. What harm could it do to tell her this
white lie? But deep down I know that if I say it she will hold me to
it even in death.
Looking out the
window, anywhere but into those flashing green eyes, I nod my
consent. In that moment I realize she has won. I've always kept my
promises and this one will be no different. My only hope of reprieve
is that the girl will turn me down. I know she fears me, fears my
size and the hardness of the life I live. Surely she will refuse.
I start to smile.
“No, don't smile.
She won't turn you down because you will court her. You will show
her the same gentle and kind behavior that you won me with. She's
young, but she loves the boys and you know that.”
Dropping my head in
defeat I left the room just as the girl she was talking about
arrived. I can't even look at her, much less speak to her so I hurry
by and hope she doesn't see me.