After a quick bite and a scolding from Grammy for missing supper, I made it up to my room for the night. Still feeling the effects of the whiskey, I decided to sit out on the deck for a while and take in the night’s beauty. The full moon outshone the constellations of twinkling stars, and the late spring breeze felt wonderful.
I was about to get up and put on some music when I heard a familiar voice behind me. “There you are. I wondered when I was going to catch you alone again.” When I turned around, I froze. I couldn’t believe that I saw my wife Deja, as beautiful as ever, surrounded in light.
“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”
” Is it really you?”
“Of course it is. Come back over here and sit down. We need to talk.” I came back and took a seat as she asked. She was so beautiful. Those eyes and that smile were the same. “I knew I saw you all those times,” I said. “I knew my mind wasn’t playing tricks on me.” I moved toward her, but she motioned for me to sit back down. “I’ve missed you too, Pollux. You don’t know how much.”
“It really tore me up when you left me baby. I’ve felt so guilty about a lot of things. I should have been a better husband, worked less, and spent more time with you. I keep thinking if I’d only gone to the doctor with you like you’d asked me, you’d still be here with me.”
“You shouldn’t think that way, We’re born into this world knowing we’ll leave at a certain point. I want you to accept that. I also want you to know you were a great husband. I loved that you were trying to make partner. You were always so focused, and I admired that about you.”
“I don’t know what to say. There’s so much I want to know. Are you okay? Is the baby okay?”
“We’re better than okay. We’re great. I came to you tonight to tell you this and to ask a favor of you.”…
Charles R. Butts Jr. 