Loving Winston: A Struggling Marriage Romance Novel by T.K. Chapin

Author:T.K. Chapin [Chapin, T.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Branch Publishing
Published: 2022-06-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 36

WINSTON

WHEN THE VOICE MESSAGE FINISHED, I rested my arm against the counter and leaned my forehead onto it. I felt awful about how things ended at the club, for my behavior. It was embarrassing how I had acted. Those people were just trying to make the best out of my poor situation. They cared enough to throw me a surprise party and I rejected it, disrespected them all with my big mouth. I couldn’t admit that to my wife, though, or she’d think even less of me than she already did.

“Do you want me to get you a slice of your Oreo pie?” Marie’s voice came from behind me. I hadn’t heard her come into the kitchen.

Jerking my head up, I shook it and spun around. Rolling past her, I said, “I’m still full from those bacon wrapped shrimp. Thanks, though.”

Marie headed into the living room and I headed out to the shop for a late evening workout. I thought she’d follow after me and chide me about working out so late at night, but she didn’t.

Thinking about what Jeremy had said about focusing on my strengths, I knew if I didn’t stop focusing on my legs, I’d be forever lost in grief mourning the loss of them. This sad truth came to full blossom at the party.

With Jeremy’s words in mind, I decided to do pullups to work out my upper body. Jeremy had lowered the bar that morning to a safe distance. That way, if I fell I’d land in my wheelchair. It was annoying, but at least I wouldn’t knock myself out again. After cranking up some tunes on the radio, I reached up and grabbed hold of the pullup bar.

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Releasing, I dropped into my chair.

As my workout came to an end thirty minutes later, a thought sneaked its way past the sweat and strained muscles, coming to the forefront of my mind. The thought wasn’t just a thought, but a punch right to the gut, followed by a sharp right hook. Though I had no working legs, I stood guilty of betraying who I was in Christ. Betraying the man that I had been.

Turning off the music, I bowed my head and wept bitterly.

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