Hope all
is well today. It’s been an amazing weekend for me. I spent a lot of time with
my family, gathering stuff to make for the Christmas tree and some
outside/inside decorations. I’m going to be super busy painting and creating
something other than stories for you guys. This shopping and gathering is what
inspired this week’s scene.
Enjoy
the rest of your week and remember:
Let your
imagination soar when you read.
Julia
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Sunlight
shown, lighting the clear blue sky with some yellows and orange. The softness
of the image relaxed me enough to do the tuff task I’d put off for over two
years. Whoever said moving forward was easy never faced the challenge.
Jane
would have came back from the afterlife just to kick my own ass. She told me
multiple times during her struggle with MS that she did not want me to mourn
her the rest of my life. She wanted me to get back to the life I used to love.
The rush of the chase of a stupid criminal who thought he had enough energy to
outrun the big bad Joseph The Animal. Little did people know that the name was
more accurate than they dreamed possible. What made me good at my job was my
extra strong sense. Having a hidden tiger sure gave me a leg up among people.
“You’re procrastinating.”
I gripped the gold urn in my hand. “You can do this. It’s simple.”
Boy was
it anything but. Hardest task I ever had to do. I had many talents thanks to my
tiger, but taking away a human illness was not one of them. My mom had told me
I was setting myself up for heartbreak when I married her. Not because Jane
would die one day, but because my mom wanted me to wait until I ran across my
true mate. I cared less for waiting. Jane was the perfect woman for me. Loyal.
Loving. Caring. Beautiful. Awesome. There was no one like her in the world.
“Son,”
my dad’s voice had me spinning around, “I thought you might need some help.”
He did.
“I know
losing someone you love is hard. Doing as they wish is even worse.”
How did
his dad know? He’d been mated for twenty-seven years.
“Joseph,
I’m going to tell you something that your mother wanted kept from you.”
“Huh?
What are you going on about? Why would mom keep something from me?”
“When I
was eighteen I met and married a human woman. I loved her with all my heart.”
His father sighed. “Part of me always will.”
His dad
had married a human? Wow. Not something I ever considered as a possibility.
“A year
after we married she gave me a beautiful little girl. I watched her take her
first step. Heard her first word.”
A
unknown child. I sat the urn down before I dropped it. My job was to release
Jane’s ashes across the orchid meadow where we met. Not break the urn and dump
her ashes like a fool.
“The day
after her fourth birthday I met your mother. There was no denying she was my
mate. There was no denying what I had to do. No matter how much it hurt and boy
did it. I told your mother upfront about my wife and daughter. We discussed how
to handle things.” His dad wiped his brow and looked up at the sky. “Your
mother and me knew the pull of the mate would not allow us to be apart for
long. I went home and broke the news to my wife. She was so ticked at me that
she took our daughter and left the house. Five hours later, the law came to the
house and informed me of the wreck that took her life.”
Shit.
That had to be hard. A daughter gone along with the woman he loved. His father
must have blamed himself for their loss. Had part of his father blamed his
mate? I would have. I would have blamed anyone for Jane’s passing if there was
someone to take it. There was.
“Took me
about five months to come to terms with what had happened. Your mother helped
me deal, but it was no easy on her. Do you see why she was so deadest on you
waiting to find your mate? She wanted to save you from the pain I suffered.”
He did,
but still did not agree with his mother’s thoughts. “Do you regret your time
with your wife and daughter?”
“Not one
minutes.”
“I do
not regret one minute of my time with Jane. Never will.”
“I know
son.” I picked up the urn and opened it. “Join me in putting my wife to rest.”
“Would
be my honor.”
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