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.

you're here now,

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

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checkup, why don't

Vesta suggested, her

much I want to catch

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of me wanting to

of my isolation. But another part, the part that remembered what it was like to have

I said finally.

hand once more before stepping back. "Great! I'll meet you after your

inside me-sadness, relief, maybe even a

His Knees His Pless

long, bright corridor, memories

flooded my mind. We had been inseparable, like sisters. It was strange how time had pulled us

softened, and she reached out to gently touch my arm. "I've missed you too, Doris.

time in a long while, I felt the stirrings of something like hope. Maybe, just maybe,

As we continued

the hallway, I reali

realized that

something

what I had

With Vesta by my side again, maybe I could find the

face whatever came next.

could say anything

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