Page 282 - Reason To Sing by Kelita Haverland

Reason To Sing

“It’s what I saw, Gord. Plain as anything.”
“Well, the answer is no. Like I said, no.”
The shock has overwhelmed me as I stare at my lap,
trembling, trying to maintain some composure. “That is what I
saw. It’s what God showed me. I’m not just making this up.” I
look up and clasp my hands tightly together. “I just really need
to know the truth, Gord. I know what God showed me. I know
what I saw.”
He is unruffled. “We’re good friends. You know that. Come
on. Lenora and I work together. That’s all.” And then, as if to
insult me, “You should know that, Kelita. Don’t be crazy.”
In a flash I second-guess myself. Maybe he’s right? How can
I possibly be accusing them of such a far-fetched thing? Maybe
I am crazy. Foolish. She is one of my closest friends. I must be
reading too much into their relationship.
Now I feel guilty and ashamed. How could I have conjured
up such a despicable entanglement between our good friend and
my husband?
I hear little footsteps in the kitchen. Keldon dashes into the
living room bringing his toddler energy and some much-needed
levity. Oh, how I love that little boy! He’s managed to help keep
Mommy sane these past two weeks. I honestly don’t know how I
would have survived without his company. He runs to Gord and
snuggles up beside him on the couch. Seeing these two together
does my heart good. It’s a healing balm after this tumultuous
explosion. I try to compose myself for my little man.
This whole thing is not just about me. How can Gord
not see that? I can’t possibly bear the thought of our little boy
growing up in a broken home. With God’s help I am going to do
everything in my power to change the way Gord feels about me,
about our marriage and about this family. I will never become
another statistic. NEVER!

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