Remembering You by Stella MacLean

Author:Stella MacLean [MacLean, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ruth MacLean

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It’s nearly seven in the evening, and my stomach feels like somebody’s standing on it as I look out the window for Graham’s Mercedes, After Aunt Celia’s talk, I called him. It had been such an awkward call, I nearly hung up. But finally we agreed to have coffee together.

I'd taken Aunt Celia’s words to heart. Seeing the stark vulnerability in Graham’s eyes as his fingers nervously rubbed the edge of his coffee cup convinced me to listen to what he had to say.

He wanted to take me out on a date. He said it was to make up for all the evenings I'd spent at home alone with the children. I said one date wouldn’t even begin to make up for that, and he agreed. But he also said it's where we'd have to start.

So that’s why I'm standing here staring out at the street. I agreed to go to dinner with him this evening. A trial run.

With my mind on meeting Graham I'm only half paying attention as I watch a white limousine ease to a stop at the curb.

The driver gets out, walks around the car and opens the door. Graham appears from behind him and comes up the walk, a huge bouquet of yellow roses clutched in his hands.

Trying to understand why he arrived in a limo, I wait for the doorbell to ring. When I let him in I see the anxious look in Graham’s eyes and it makes me want to comfort him. But I'd been there, done that, and for what? It’s my turn to be comforted.

“Surely you don’t expect me to go anywhere in that monstrosity, do you?” I ask.

“I'll explain everything later. These are for you,” he says sheepishly.

“You never buy me roses.”

“It's the new me.”

He shifts from one foot to the other, and I want to put him out of his misery, but why should I? Sure, I'm being difficult, but I figure I’m entitled.

And that vehicle at the curb... “You'd better come in before one of the neighbors starts a rumor about my aunt winning the lottery.”

He follows me into the living room, and I take the flowers and find a vase for them. When I return, he’s studying the limousine.

“So that’s part of the new you, as well?” I ask, nodding toward the vehicle hogging the narrow street.

He turns to me, a determined set to his jaw. “Yes, it is. I want us to put the past months behind us and have a night of fun. I've been working like a dog, living in that ark of a house by myself and missing my family so badly I can’t sleep. But most of all I've been missing you.”

His words slam into my heart, words I'd lost hope of ever hearing. But missing me is not enough. Who wouldn't miss his wife who looked after everything from dental appointments to getting the car serviced to balancing the check book? “It’s too bad you didn’t show a little more appreciation for what we had when we still had it.

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