In the foothills of Kentucky, Lance was forgetting things. At first he wondered where Cathy was, and the little girl she had. What was her name? But within hours their memory was gone, as he drifted further, into the corridors of his own mind. He spent most of his time on the front porch, dreaming of castles, and walking down the hallways of spaceships, admired by the aliens, to the point of them crowning him king. He drank a lot of whiskey, but he forgot to eat.
In Pennsylvania, it was the day after the baby was born, and they were all sitting at the breakfast table, except for Cathy. Cory had come down, when she smelled the food, but they decided not to wake her Mom. Jennifer was there too, holding the baby up to her shoulder, burping him.
Jeremiah had gone all out today, fixing one of his best breakfast meals ever. He made omelets, with fresh vegetables, and cheese tucked inside, as well as his now famous blueberry pancakes. And of course, there were small bowls fresh fruit on the side. It felt like a celebration. Jeremiah and Miriam bowed their heads and paused, then they all dug in.
The atmosphere changed some though, when 8 year old Cory began telling them how she was not scared anymore, of the bad man, who had been so mean to them. Miriam, Jeremiah, and Jennifer all looked at each other. Their hearts were breaking, but they knew Cory needed to talk about it, so they let her get the flood of emotion out. It was then that Cathy came down the steps, looking worn out still, and disheveled. She stood listening, until Cory noticed her. “I’m sorry Mommy.”, was all Cory could say. “Don’t be sweetheart”, “We’ve both had it rough.” Cathy went to her daughter, sat next to her, and put her arms around her.
Cory broke down in tears, Cathy began shaking, and with tears in her eyes, she asked, “Miriam, and Jeremiah, can we stay here?” “It’s the only place we will feel safe….….” Miriam and Jeremiah looked at each other. He had wanted Cathy to live at the farm next door, but Miriam pleaded with her eyes, so Jeremiah shook his head yes, it was the right thing to do, and he knew it.
Miriam said, “Cathy you have oceans to cross.” Cathy looked confused, and said, “Oceans?” Miriam continued, “Where I am from, that’s what we say, when there is a long healing process, that is needed…..” “It will take time.” Cathy shook her head yes, and understood completely.
By the end of the meal, there was a sense of relief, and peace. Cathy and Cory were smiling now. Jeremiah never knew, an 8 year old could eat so many pancakes. Cathy slowed her down though, not wanting any stomach aches later.
To be continued.
Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree
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