His Wife

Chapter 46

I started at the people who were walking away from the graveside and I reach for Ian's hand. I felt his hand squeezed mine in comfort as he guided both Mama and me away from the grave that was now being cemented by the workmen. I walked with them up the slight rising that would take us out to where the car awaited.

Three months had passed and now we were telling Kenton our final goodbyes. I took one last look at Daniel and Myra as they stood with Estelle the setting sun-basking them in its red-golden glow as people fade away to their cars or rides.

I heard the hearse blast Luther Vandross Dance With My Father and for a minute I found myself thinking back to my father. I have been thinking about him more and more, and my thoughts manifested into a need that often left me lonely.

It was funny how I always wanted a father but I never once expected it to be the man that was my father. I just wanted someone so much to fit in the gap and play the role to the best of their ability.

I sighed as I look out over the horizon the clouds now a soft hue of burnt orange and shades of gold. The distant horizon dotted with specks of what must be buildings could be seen in the sea of misty green. Was he somewhere out there?

For the past months as I got about being a part of Trevor's life as he awaited his death I felt myself being thankful for the trying and sad circumstance because it gave me a chance to experience the love that he had for his family.

I watch him held on until he felt Estelle was at the right place to handle his passing away. Those three months had offered each of us something, as for me it was to take care of Trevor in a way that I never would for my father.

It was when I helped with the preparations for Trevor's burial that I truly found myself questioning where my father was, did he ever made an effort to find me any time at all. Was he living a good life did he even have a family to care for him?

I had so many questions and no answers. I let my hand caress my now rounded stomach and prayed my child never had to question anything about his father or even me for that matter.

I pulled myself from these dismal thoughts as I waved to a few people who called out goodbye to us as they leave. I felt Mama's hands slip around my waist her understanding and support ever-present. She was a big force in my life filling a gap left by the void of my past existence a childhood devoid of maternal nurturing and lack of paternal support.

I mindlessly watch as Ian stepped away to answer a call. I just leaned into Mama's motherly frame and appreciated her comfort but I became alert when Ian's agitated actions caught my eyes. It was obvious that whoever was on the phone was getting him upset.

I was filled with concern and more so as I watched him shove the phone in his pocket after he kept saying something to whomever when they hung upon him.

I remember talking to Abigail a few days ago when I went over to collect the last of my things to take to Daniel's. It seemed Victoria was causing some worries and was even planning to do Abigail harm if she went through with her marriage to Ian.

I saw him quickly hide his scowl as he walked up to Mama and I. I was very much curious to know what was the reason for his agitation but this was not the place or time to get to the meat of the matter so I quelled my curiosity and also pushed my longing for my father aside.

The pains will still emulate themselves in my heart when my past rises to engulf me but I had a purpose now a life where I was loved, appreciated, cared for, and now have a dear friend that could have remained a foe.

I pulled myself together when saw Daniel and Myra along with Estelle made it up the slope to us. It did not bother me that Estelle was locked tight against Daniel, she had for the past months made the change and she and I have bonded in this time of crisis that allowed her to think less of herself and more about the people in her life.

I was proud of the renewed woman that emerged from the mire of the spoilt, spiteful, selfish being that she once was and how much better it had allowed Myra to cope with the loss of her husband.

When they reached us Daniel open up his arms to me and I walked into them. I loved the feel of him against me, the security is provided, and how whole I became whenever I am with him.

He kissed the top of my head then pulled slightly away to asked with concern, "Are you, ok baby?"

I knew it was no use playing it down as Daniel could read me like a book. He had become so attuned to me that could even finish my sentences. I loved how we have grown from the unsure persons brought together by circumstance. We have grown and blossomed our love and the bond we share getting stronger as time cements our life together.

"I'll be fine," I told him, "How about you?"

"Hanging in there. I'm just grateful we got those three months with him it helped us to accept what was coming. It sure made a big difference."

I nod and look over to the small group that stood with Myra and Estelle while Ian and Mama waited with Daniel's driver Peter by his car. Trevor has made quite an impact on us all and in the final three months of his life, I got to see why Daniel loved him and why it had devastated him so much to lose Trevor back then.

It was good to see death bringing forth restoration and pulling us all together and tightening our bond with each other. We had all put together our links and made an indestructible chain, I stand assured we will all make it together and this time as a family.

"Let's go am starving," I told him taking his hand and turning towards the others that stood waiting.

"I am starving too," he grumbled and I know what he meant I turn to him and said softly.

"I'm going back to Cynthia in the morning for a follow-up," I told him and I saw him smile but it did take the worry from his eyes.

"Hey no pressure baby," he said, "I'll wait, as long as you and the baby alright mi good."

I know he meant that but it does not change the fact that I could lose our baby if I was not careful. I smiled at him but I was sure my eyes showed my fears.

I was hoping we did not have to suffer another loss so soon and more so the loss of our son.
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