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Chapter Forty-Eight

he whispers, “Kelita, I don’t want to live apart from you and
Keldon any longer. I’m ready to come home.”
Just like that, my heart is sent soaring. Before I can say
anything he quickly adds, “That is, if you’ll still have me.”
I am taken aback, although perhaps not entirely. I’ve
seen Gord’s genuine care for Keldon and me growing and
solidifying as his after-work visits get longer. I have hoped for
this moment. Longed for it. Prayed for it. And now, here it is.
But I am no fool. Not even for love. My voice remains calm
and self-assured. “Do you really think you’re ready?”
It’s a simple question demanding an honest answer. He
must be certain. “I can’t be hurt again, Gord. I won’t let you
hurt Keldon or me. Not again.”
He squeezes my hands tighter, holding his gaze with
complete confidence. “I understand. I know I’ve already done
enough of that.” He tenderly pushes a strand of hair out of my
eyes. The intimacy of that simple act makes my heart ache. “I’ve
had enough time and I’ve made my decision. My family is the
most important thing to me.”
My mind jolts for a split second. Family? I am hyper-
cautious of his choice of words. Family is his son and our unit.
What about me? Me his wife? Me the woman? Is he ready to
make us work?
I can’t help but feel hesitant. This man has put me through
hell. I will not go back. Not if only half of him is returning. I
send a silent prayer to heaven: Oh God, is this you working? I
guess this is where the real trust comes in. I need you, God. I
need you here to help me.
I shake myself out of my dream-like state and respond, “You
know that’s what I want more than anything.” I pause. Take a
breath. Stare past him into the ether. Stare at my feet. A huge
part of me is elated but I cannot reveal too much enthusiasm.

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