Twenty-Eight and a Half Wishes by Denise Grover Swank

Author:Denise Grover Swank [Swank, Denise Grover]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Bramagioia Enterprises
Published: 2011-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

I leaned over the photo. The handwriting was definitely Daddy’s distinguishable chicken scratch.

I pulled it out of Violet’s hand, turning it over with trembling fingers to study the woman’s happy face, the face of my mother. At that moment, my world stopped spinning and gravity evaporated away. The pieces of my life no longer fit neatly into a perfect picture, albeit an unhappy one, but one I knew. My entire life had been a lie.

While Violet called Aunt Bessie, my eyes remained glued to Dora’s face, willing her to float out of the photograph and tell me everything. Instead, she sat frozen in time on a country blue-and-white checkered sofa, holding a tiny me. Who was she smiling at? Daddy?

“Aunt Bessie is cancelling all her clients for the rest of the day and is coming right over, but she has to tie up some loose ends. It’s probably going to be another hour and a half.”

I suddenly remembered Muffy. Crappy doodles. Strike two on responsible pet ownership.

“I have to go home.” I stood up and grabbed my purse.

“What?” Violet’s mouth fell open. I wondered if Violet would get high blood pressure from all the surprises I had thrown at her the last week.

“I’ll come back, I promise. I just forgot about Muffy.”

“Who’s Muffy?”

“My dog. I left her alone all day and I need to go let her out.” I hated to even think about the possible state of my bathroom.

“Your dog?” Violet stumbled backward. I literally pushed her over the edge with that one.

“I’ll explain it to you later. I just have to go.”

I ran out of the house, temporarily surprised by the convertible in the driveway. My day came rushing back and now it felt so superficial. I drove home, leaving the top up, not finding any joy in the car anymore. It was a tangible item that had no meaning in my life.

I found Muffy in the bathroom, lying on the cold tile, her face on her paws. She looked as sad as I felt. We made a good pair, she and I. Can you be soul mates with a dog? I wondered as I put on her new collar and attached the leash. If only I had found her sooner. But before a couple of weeks ago, I hadn’t even considered looking.

I watched her sniff the grass and relieve herself all over the backyard. She seemed to be less timid and I wondered if she would be bouncing all over the place in a week. Then I remembered I wouldn't be here in a week. What would happen to Muffy when I was gone?

Tears stung my eyes. Lucky day, my ass.

I started to laugh at the absurdity of it all and it was then that I felt Joe’s presence. I hadn’t heard him, between my laughing and my crying. I turned to face him. He stood at the corner of the house, watching me with brooding eyes. Then he came toward me, as if in slow motion and a million thoughts went through my head.

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