The Woman in the Park by Teresa Sorkin

Author:Teresa Sorkin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beaufort Books
Published: 2019-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

While he was getting dressed, she replaced the ring in his jacket pocket, its weight a burden lifted from her.

Amor vincit omnia: the strange words rang in her head. She made a mental note to look them up later.

Over coffee she handed Lawrence an extra set of house keys.

“I’m going to visit Jason at school today,” she said. “It’s not too far from here. They’re doing a Parents’ Day for the older kids; Darcy’s on an overnight trip, but I thought I’d surprise him.”

“That’s a good idea.”

“I think you’ll love the town—it’s quaint and close enough to walk to. There are some cool antique shops. A good bookstore, too. Maybe we can meet back here for lunch?”

Lawrence smiled. “I’ll go to the market, then. I’ll make you something fancy. Fondue, maybe. You like fondue?”

“Of course,” she said, smiling. She remembered the first time she’d tried it, on a trip to Switzerland with Eric and the kids. It felt like a lifetime ago.

“Fondue it is,” Lawrence said.

“He’s a good lay, a good cook—is there anything this guy can’t do?” she joked.

“The cooking is from summers with my sister in France,” he explained. “She taught me everything I know.”

She looked into his blue eyes. Couldn’t they go back to knowing only minor details about one another?

“‘Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,’” he said abruptly. “ ‘And sorry I could not travel both.’”

Sarah knew she’d heard the lines before. “What’s that from?” she asked.

“Robert Frost,” he said. “‘The Road Not Taken.’ It’s one of my favorite poems. ‘Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by—’”

“Like the road you’re on with me?”

“‘—And that has made all the difference,’” he finished. He took her by the hands. “This is our road, Sarah. We may be meant to be here, right now. We owe it to ourselves, and to them, to find out for sure.”

“And if we’re wrong?” She searched his eyes. Was he B or H? She questioned to herself.

Did it really matter who he was?

“‘And both that morning equally lay. In leaves no step had trodden black,’” he quoted again. “Maybe neither path is really wrong—we just think that one of them must be.”

“And because we’re us, we assume it’s the one we’re on?” she asked.

He drew her close.

“That’s right,” he said. “And that’s a choice, too.”

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