<i> This was written a while ago but I didn't realize I hadn't ever posted it. It is a conclusion which seems plausible and quite possible between 2 people that truly love each other, maybe I'm a closet romantic?? I hope you enjoy it!
As an aside, I don't give too much credence to non-publishing critics since I don't feel they have the nerve to put word to page except to comment on other's works. 'nuff said. </i>
3 years later....
It took 14 months of irregular visits to the grandkids to get me moving in the right direction. Mention of Gramma had dwindled after the first 5 or 6 months. I had seen the grands every 5 or 6 weeks, calling Jen the day before to see if a visit was possible. I'd show up while the kids were in school and then spend the evening with them then waking up and eating breakfast. I'd walk them to the bus stop then take the 2 trains to get home again. I had been talking to a few people around the apartments and listening to their stories.
One guy had been married twice and his first wife cheated and then the second wife cheated and he had sworn off marriage. Another guy had been married 3 times. His first wife cheated on him, then he cheated on his second wife and then he married his mistress. She cheated and he swore off marriage. They were both lonely. I had heard similar stores from a few women I met at the complex's clubhouse. I was somewhat lonely myself.
Jen called one Monday and asked if I wanted to come watch a belt test for the grandkids on Thursday. I told her I'd like that so I set things up and headed out to see the kids. I was in a better mood Tuesday and Wednesday in anticipation of seeing the kids and hopefully watching them both take their belt test at their respective levels.
I got to the apartment at 1 and knocked on the door. It was opened by Jackie and she gave me a small smile and said, "Come in. Jen said you were coming for the belt test."
"She didn't tell me you'd be here." I try to keep my voice as casual as possible, no hint of the mild annoyance I am feeling or any other negative feelings.
"Well, I guess she thought you wouldn't come if you knew I'd be here as well."
I hesitate a few heartbeats, "I don't know if I'd have stayed home or come but it is nice to see you. You are looking well." She was looking well but I saw some tension in her eyes at first and then they seemed to soften and she smiled.
"I've been going to therapy every week and I've learned a lot about myself that I had sublimated. I feel so much better than I did when....the incident occurred. You've lost weight and you seem more relaxed."
"I think you're remembering those last few months when things weren't good between us."
"I guess so...but you look much happier."
I shrugged my shoulders, "I've accepted my lot in life and with acceptance comes....a different outlook I guess." We were still standing at the door and Jackie sort of looked surprised for a second, "Oh, I'm sorry, come in. We shouldn't be standing in the doorway talking about such things. Jen your dad is here."
"Okay mom, that's good" from a bedroom.
I stepped in and Jackie closed the door. She led me to the kitchen table and asked, "Coffee, tea or something else?" She had a very neutral expression but that line had been one of our little preludes to playtime for the first 20-some years but it had slowly faded out of the game we'd occasionally play.
"Um...water would be nice but I can get my own thank you."
"No please let me get it for you." I sat down and Jackie brought a glass and a bottle of water over to my seat. She stared at me for a few seconds then said, "About back then....I'm sorry it happened."
"Jackie, it's the past and its over. I don't need to talk about it" my tone was quiet and very gentle. I stared at her, shook my head, "It's water under the bridge and it can't be changed. So unless you really need to re-hash it I'd just as soon drop the subject."
"I just needed to say that. What have you been doing with your time?"
"Well, I've gotten involved with the group of visually-impaired and blind adults in my area. I spend several days each month in activities with them. Plus I read a lot; go to the complex clubhouse and workout 3 or 4 times a week. I'm in a chess group and my game is improving and I play cards with a group of people. What have you been doing?"
"I'm taking dance classes two nights each week, a book club once a month, walk several days each week and I've taken a couple cooking classes. Are you seeing someone?"
