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Chapter Forty-Five


               The time comes. I buckle Keldon into his car seat and off
            we go to the pick-up location. Other spouses and children are
            milling around. There is a buzz of expectancy in the air as we
            all await the return of our loved ones. My head is spinning.
            Knowing what I  know now, how can I greet my husband as
            the dutiful wife, grateful for his safe return? What makes it
            worse is SHE is returning too. Lenora is the female musician
            allowed on the tour when I was not! How very convenient.
               Keldon and I watch the troop step out of the bus, one by
            one. Finally, Gord appears. Keldon sees his Daddy and runs off
            to greet him as I stand immobilized. I want to wrap my arms
            around my husband and never let go. But I also want to fall at
            his feet, wailing, for the pain that is crippling me. And then
            there is still another part of me that wants to scratch his eyes
            out and banish him from my life!
               I take a deep breath and just succumb to the pain. I force
            the anger to retreat. This is no doubt a very good thing, for
            Gord’s sake.
               Lenora’s husband Bobby is waiting by their car. I give a
            little wave and he waves back. Lenora steps off the bus but we
            don’t make eye contact. I cannot and she will not.
               Gord  walks  slowly  towards  our  car.  He  puts  down  his
            suitcase and offers me an obligatory hug. Keldon is still holding
            his other hand so it’s more like a half hug. No kiss. I’m doing
            my best to hold it all together, but I feel like a dam ready to
            burst. There is an ocean of despair waiting to spill all over this
            parking lot. I love this guy so darned much, but he is killing me.
               While Gord collects his gear from the bus, I catch a glimpse
            of Lenora and Bobby. Thank God they are far enough away
            that I don’t have to talk to them. I feel like I’m going to vomit.
            I thought she was my friend. My best friend.
               Once we arrive home, Gord focuses all his attention on


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