May 30
I told Charlie I have cancer today. He stopped in mid-stride and sat in his chair staring at me, his shoulders slumped. I had done the only thing that could defeat him right now. I was sick, as sick as the people he was trying to save.
He began silently rolling up his designs, notes and parts sheets, taking the most promising designs down from his walls.
Charlie wanted to resign immediately. This is exactly what I didn’t want. I would not be the reason he gave up his dream. I would not do to him what was done to me.
I was finally able to convince him to keep working at least for a while. Besides, I’ll have Allie. I won’t need him every moment of every day. I promised to be there when he takes the first prototypes over.
I didn’t want to take away his hopes, his work, and his dreams. I know what it’s like to give up on a dream to accept responsibilities and I didn’t want him to give up so easily. Perhaps I shouldn’t have given up so easily.
Regrets. She had a few…
Still on the edge of my chair. 😀
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Let me know when you fall off. 🙂 Dee
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I’m hanging in and I’m hanging ON. ❤
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Just started reading this today; very strong writing.
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Hi Lucinda. Thank you. It got over 150 rejections before I decided to just put it out there. Dee
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Well at least its done.
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Hi John,
See I told you to wait. Dee
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I like the last sentence: it’s like a hinge in the story, presaging change…
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Hi Sha’tara. Thank you. I hope you continue reading. Dee
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So good! I can’t wait for more!
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Thank you. Such a nice thing to say. I appreciate it. Stay tune for tomorrow. Dee
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