This story was sent to me by one of my readers who has asked me to edit and post it -- in both our names -- so on behalf of Noveltask and myself I present you with this True story -- the names have been changed to protect the people concerned.
This is a love story and pretty tame to start -- but it gets better....
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Michael and Sara had grown up in the same town, gone to the same school and then to the same college. They had been sweethearts since their teens.
After they graduated, Michael went to Yale Law school and Sara accepted Michael's proposal. Even though they couldn't marry right away, they set up home in New Haven and Sara began to teach elementary education at a school just outside the city. They planned to marry as soon as Michael graduated from Law school. Sara had it all planned; they would buy a small house, raise a family and live happily ever after.
It worked out just as Sara planned. They married right after Michael's graduation. As he had come top of his class, he was offered a job at a top firm in New York City. They bought a small house in the suburb of Westchester. A little while later Sara produced a beautiful son who they names Scott. Everything was going just as Sara had planned. They seemed to have a perfect marriage and loved everything that life had to offer.
The years passed quickly and in time Michael became a partner in his firm. The money was good so they didn't have any financial problems. Scott was growing into a responsible and very athletic teenager and shared the good looks of both his mother and father.
Scott was involved in many sports and Sara made sure she attended all of them. Scott enjoyed this closeness with his Mom.
Michael, on the other hand, saw less and less of his family and often worked late and then stay the night at firm's Manhattan apartment..........that is, until Sara was diagnosed with Cancer.
Michael suddenly realized the wasted years and regretted the time lost with the woman he loved and his son. He was determined to make that up to them both. Sara was all too clear on her position in regards to Scott and all he needed. She made Michael promise that he would look after Scott and not stay away from home as much. She didn't blame Michael for their own lost time. She knew he was a good man and everything he had done, was for the benefit of his family.
"Michael, do you remember Bonnie Baker?" Sara asked him one day.
"Sure Sara, she worked at the school gym with you, didn't she?"
"Yes she did Michael, but she lost her husband a few years back. She left school and is tutoring at home, not too far from here."
"What made you bring that up Sara?"
Sara hesitated for a brief moment. "Oh Michael, when I'm gone, you'll have enough to do with work and Scott. Even though he is not a child anymore, he will still need a mother figure around here."
"Sara, that's ENOUGH," Michael barked.
"Michael wait," Sara reached for his hand and taking both of them in her own, she forced him to sit beside her. Sometimes he seemed like a little boy lost.
"The time will be upon us soon. We are all too aware of the circumstances."
Michael tried to speak but Sara lay her fingertips against his loving lips.
"Michael, maybe there'll be a miracle, OK? But maybe not." Not giving him a chance to comment, she continued.
"Bonnie and I have spoken at length about Scott and the situation. She is a good woman, and she could be a nanny to Scott. She has no children of her own and she lives alone in a one bedroom apartment."
"I can do this myself," Michael protested.
"Michael, be practical. We have the guest quarters at the back of the house. It could be a new start for Bonnie and a chance for Scott to have a good and caring woman in the house."
Michael hated to face the fact that Sara would soon be gone from their lives -- forever.
"Michael, promise me one thing. Promise me that when I leave you, you won't turn Bonnie away, if she stops by to help either one of you."
Michael hesitated. He simply sat there with his head bowed. Sara took his sculptured face into her hands, raised it and looked into his eyes. Her own eyes filled with tears.
"Michael..." before she could finish, he answered with his eyes closed. "Yessss Sara, I promise."
Soon Sara had Bonnie visiting the house. As far as Scott knew Bonnie was there to help his Mother.
Bonnie was striking in appearance, as was Sara. Both were tall women and fit. Before she became ill, Sara was in great shape as she worked out regularly. Both Michael and Scott had admired the way she carried herself. It seemed so easy for her to stay at an ideal weight. Sara had long blonde hair and incredible blue eyes. Her skin was flawless and as smooth as silk. She could have been a model rather than a mother, but she knew right from the start what she wanted out of life. She had a way about her that made men take notice. Her lips were full and she had the brightest smile Michael had ever known. Her passion for life blew him away.
Bonnie and Michael became good friends. He hadn't looked at another woman since meeting Sara, but found himself checking her out each time she came to visit. It was easy to see why she and Sara were such good friends. They were alike is so many ways. Bonnie had Sara's keen sense of humor as well as her physical beauty. She had contrasting long dark hair and rich hazelnut brown eyes. She was also the same age as Sara, just shy of 43.
He often wondered how he could possibly be attracted to another woman, especially now.
In addition to Sara's breast cancer, it was found that she had a small cell lung cancer, the worst kind. Within a few time, the cancer had spread to her brain as well. On the morning of the New Year, Sara looked up from her bedroom window and saw the snow falling lightly on the ground in the front of their home. She looked at Michael sleeping peacefully and smiled. She thought of Scott in the middle of his Junior year of High School and what a great man he would grow up to be, just like his father.
Later that same day, the cancer took her from them. Michael and Scott would never forget her.
A few weeks later Bonnie drove to Sara and Michael's place. She could picture the man and boy sitting grieving, as it had been only a few weeks since Sara had passed away. Bonnie parked in the driveway and walked up to the door and rang the doorbell, feeling a little nervous.
"Bonnie please come in, said Michael. I was just making a drink, care to join me?"
"Michael, give me a moment first, OK?"
