Chapter 32

For a moment, we stood in silence, the

of distance between us heavy in the air. Then Vesta's face brightened as she remembered something. "How's your son?" she asked, her voice full of warmth. "The last time I saw him, he was just a baby. He must be, what, a teenager by Her question hit me like a punch to the gut. I felt the air leave my lungs as the ache I had buried deep inside rose to the surface. "He... he's gone, Vesta," I

yea

whispered, my throat tightening. "He died."

Vesta's face fell, and her hand flew to her

mouth. "Oh my God, Doris... I'm so sorry. I had no idea."

I forced a smile, though my heart felt

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heavy. "How could you have known? We

lost touch."

Tears welled up in Vesta's eyes as she reached out to hug me again, this time softer; more carefully. "I'm so, so sorry," she whispered. "I can't even imagine what you've been through." 'I didn't cry. I had cried so many tears over

the years that there were none left.

Instead,

I stood there, letting her hold me, feeling the weight of everything I had carried alone for so long. When she finally let go, Vesta wiped her eyes and looked at

me with renewed determination.

been through so much," she said softly. "But you're here now, and I'm here too. We

flicker of hope stirring inside me. Maybe I didn't have

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why don't

suggested, her

I want

7

of me wanting to

it was like to have

said finally. "I'd like

my hand once more before stepping back. "Great! I'll

maybe even a bit of

His Knees His Pless

wing and into a long, bright corridor, memories of us,

been inseparable, like sisters. It was strange how

out to gently touch my arm. "I've missed you too, Doris. More

stirrings of something like hope. Maybe, just maybe, life wasn't done offering

chances. As

the hallway, I reali

realized that

of something new-a chance

I had

carried. With Vesta by my side again, maybe I

face whatever came next.

I could say anything more,

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