Spinster? by Thompson Nikki Mathis

Author:Thompson, Nikki Mathis [Thompson, Nikki Mathis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-27T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

The sun had slipped from their field of vision, but the sky still held on to the blueish light of late evening. Tess wanted to know what he was going to say next as bad as she didn't, so she stood up. "Do you want a refill?"

Wesley let out a gentle chuckle and unclenched his fists. "Yes, please."

Tess winked. "Good, me too. Do you want to stay out here or sit inside?"

"It's nice out here," he said.

"Okay. I'll be right back."

When she opened the door to her patio, Wesley was gazing out over the grassy area in the center of her complex. An older woman in a pink jogging suit was walking two Pomeranians with matching pink collars. Tess laughed at the sight. "How much do you wanna bet she has a portrait of them above her bed?"

He laughed, "Oh, without a doubt. I'll bet their names are Sprinkles and Muffin."

"Let's find out." Tess walked out towards the woman. She petted the dogs and chatted her up for a few minutes. Tess turns and walks back towards Wes with a smirk on her face.

"Well?" he asked.

"Reginald and Captain Snickerdoodle."

"Bullshit!" he laughed.

"Okay, Max and Bear."

"Totally normal dog names. I'm surprisingly disappointed."

Tess sat down and in a soft voice said, "Wes, what was wrong with her?"

He turned the bottle of beer in his hand, then pulled the edge of the label. "We were in the exam room, the doctor had finished his examination. She discussed care and what was to be expected, then she said they were going to adjust Mila's medication. I figured they were talking about prenatal vitamins or something. But then she started asking about highs and lows, depression, mood swings. Turns out Mila had been diagnosed bipolar when she was seventeen. She had what they call bipolar II, the less severe because the highs are hypomania instead of full on mania. And of course the lows were low. I was floored, but it made sense, right?

That first summer we were apart, when she was writing me all of the time, calling...well, I found out later, she'd lost her job because she was in bed for weeks. All due to the fact she thought I was going to break up with her. Her mom had convinced...no, begged her, to go back to her therapist, get back on her medication. She'd stopped taking them when she got to college, said it dampened her creativity and her ability to see the beauty in the world...Finally, she agreed and got back on her medication. Spent the remainder of the summer in therapy and came back to school healthy. But that's the thing, she has to be on her meds, or it all unravels."

"Oh, Wes, you must have felt a bit betrayed."

"I did. Angry, betrayed...but misled was the most aggressive feeling I had. If I'd know she had mental issues would I have made the same choices? Mental illness is often genetic. I was scared for our child, but any fear I felt was dwarfed by Mila's.

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