The Mechanic's Fix 1 by Daniel Elijah Sanderfer

Author:Daniel Elijah Sanderfer [Sanderfer, Daniel Elijah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

Goodbye Martha

It’s funny to think about the fact that I’m dating my best friend’s son. He’s been the change that my life needed to give it some kind of meaning again and he’s been right here all along. I haven’t spoken to Daryl in a while but I’m not sure what I would say. Our lives are so different now and I’m not sure what he’d think about me dating his son since he knows my history.

Once we got back home, Leo and I took a shower together then retired to my bedroom. I lent him some pajama’s which were too big and sagged but they looked so cute on him. He was exhausted and fell asleep in my arms. I laid awake for a while longer just watching him sleep. It was a dream come true. I’d spent so many nights lying here all alone and crying myself to sleep; wishing, hoping, praying there was someone lying next to me and now that I finally have that, I’ll do anything to keep it that way.

The next morning when I woke up, last night’s storms had subsided and the sun was shining brightly through the curtains. Leo whimpered and twitched, I could tell he was dreaming. I pulled him in and kissed his forehead. He smiled and hummed with delight. It felt so good to feel the warmth coming from the other side of the bed. I was supposed to be getting ready for work but I’d waited too long for this to let it end so soon.

We’d get up later, have some breakfast, and I‘d drop him off on my way to the garage.

**

It was around 10 a.m. when I got back to the house. I would have been home sooner but Billy didn’t want to let me go. I was feeling kind of melancholy as I made my way up the steps and stepped inside. I wasn’t a virgin anymore. I didn’t have any regrets, but I couldn’t help the unexplainable sadness that lingered over me.

“Martha, I’m home!” I shouted as I walked down the hall that led to the kitchen.

There was no answer. There was no sound at all. Normally, I’d hear the morning game shows playing on the TV in her room. As I approached her door I noticed it ajar. She always closed and locked it when she went to bed. I pushed it open but she wasn’t inside. “Martha,” I shouted again.

I was starting to get worried as I checked the kitchen and didn’t find her. Then as I turned the corner, I saw her bedroom shoes in the doorway to the bathroom. “Martha!” I shouted as I ran to where she was. My hand folded to my mouth. She was clutching her chest with a bottle of aspirin in her hand. My nurses training kicked in and I fell to my knees beside her; she had no pulse. I pulled away and tears erupted from my eyes as I pulled my phone out to dial 911.

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