Lost

What now?

  Sorry for being so inactive! I'm having trouble with what should happen next... If you have any ideas please comment! If I use your idea I'll dedicate the chapter to you. ;))
I love you!!
~J
 
  After the guys had devoured a hardy lunch and, to my dismay, Harry had slipped on a shirt. We sat around the small, wooden, kitchen table and discussed what we should do.
  Harry was persistent that I see a doctor, do to my little episode from the night before. Yet, I argued that I was fine. Plus, we can't afford medical bills. We dropped the subject for now, but I knew Harry would bring it up again soon enough.
  The real issue at hand was my car. Stuck in a ditch, which, thanks to all of that lovely rain, is probably muddy as hell.  George decided they'd take his pickup and a tow-rope, in search of the place where we spun out at. He had complete confidence that they'd be able to heave the car out, replace my tires, and have us on our way again.
  I wasn't so sure, but I decided to have faith in the man. It's not like I had any other options.
  The guys left to go find my car and I helped Laura with the dishes. I loved everything about this place. Even the dishes. Each item in the house hold was so authentic and beautiful, one of a kind.
  Nothing was flashy or new. It's almost like, the house had been untouched for many years. I loved the soft quietness of it all. I began picturing myself living on a farmstead like this.
  I saw myself waking up in the morning to cook breakfast. Hugging my kids before they ran to meet their school bus. Kissing my husband as he came in from milking the cow. My day dream was shattered, when I realized the man I'd envisioned was Harry.
  I shook off the thought as fast as it had come. I then met eyes with Laura. She smiled at me, "What's on your mind doll?" I returned the smile.
  "Nothing really, I just love your home out here. It's beautiful."
  "Thank you. George and I bought this place back when we first got married." She smiled as she looked around. "We had, and still do have the perfect little life out here." Her smile then turned. Her face filled with grief. I set down the dish I'd been drying and placed my hand on her arm. She turned and looked into my eyes.
  "The only thing it's missing is a child's touch." She said, her voice deep and sad.  She lowered herself into one of the chairs, it creaked as she did so. Following her actions, I also took a seat. We sat in silence until she spoke again.
  "George and I tried to have a baby for years. When I never got pregnant, we knew something was wrong. Eventually we went to see a doctor. That's when I found out that... Well, basically I'd never be able to have children. It broke both our hearts. We tried adopting, but never got approved." She shook her head.
  As she spoke I could feel my heart being torn apart. It killed me that these beautiful people could never have their own kids and people like my father did.
As a child I'd dreamed of a life like this, but instead was met with abuse. I knew Harry also had a tough time as a kid.
  The more I thought about it the more upset I became. It was so twisted. Why couldn't these people have been my parents? Why didn't I get the love I needed as a child?
  As hard as I tried I couldn't help but cry. Tears streamed down my cheeks. Laura cupped my face. "What's wrong Sam?" She asked, with deep concern.
  Before I could stop myself I began pouring out my entire life story. With every word came more tears. I never stopped to take a breath. I finished with saying, "and it just really sucks, you know? That you didn't ever have a child, but the monster, who is my father did."
  Tears became evident in Laura's eyes as well. She simply nodded and then pulled me into a hug. That's all I needed too. I didn't need a motivational speech on how everything's going to be okay. I just needed someone to hug me and comfort me and most of all understand me.
  After a long embrace she finally released me. We simply looked into each other's eyes.  After awhile our tears had dried and we finished the dishes.
   I'd just put away the last dish, when I noticed a mud covered Harry outside of the window.

I was going to keep writing, then I got tired. Sorry it's so short and boring. Lol.
~J