06.S03 Chapter Six, Snippet Three

New Prairie Woman
Susie Rosso Wolf
Chapter Six, con't

I began to describe the mood, and was just about to tell her about the food and the joy we all felt when suddenly Jo interrupted me.

“What was he wearing?”

“That’s what you want to know? You crack me up, Jo!”

“I’m just curious!”

“He was wearing jeans, a western dress shirt with a rugged looking vest over the shirt, cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. He has a goatee now and his head is shaved. He looked very handsome.”

“Did he ever once attempt to talk about it?”

“Talk about what Jo? About IT, it?”

“Yes, about IT, it.”

“Oh no, he stayed far away from that topic. None of us went anywhere near that issue and I think it’s for the best. We didn’t need to go there last night. I don’t know if we ever need to go there at all. The only thing I care about is putting the last three years behind us and becoming a family again. You made that point to me Jo, remember?”

“Yes, I remember. Do you think you will hear from him again?”

“I don’t know, perhaps. When we left them at the airport we told Robert not to be a stranger and he said he would call us so time will tell, won’t it?”

“Yes Susie, time will tell and now you can get back to living again. I’m really proud of you for having the courage to be the bigger man, so to speak, and to take the initiative to make the first move. It isn’t easy doing what you did but you did it in such a loving way, it was really remarkable.”

“I didn’t know what else to do, Jo, and the opportunity simply presented itself.”

“The opportunity presented itself because of the love you have for your family, unconditionally.”

“Thanks for seeing that, I appreciate you saying so.”

We walked and talked for nearly two hours enjoying our morning together and before I knew it my knee was begging me to take a rest so I said good-bye to Jo and went home to relax for a while. During the course of the following week I kept myself busy preparing my garden soil for replanting and tending to the roses and all the rest of my daily chores. I noticed while I was watering my purple Lantana that was growing up and over our brick walls on either side of the electric gate entrance to our driveway that my step was lighter, my heart was no longer heavy and that I could not help but smile from ear to ear. I was singing again and wasn’t so serious about everything. Seeing Robert again was good medicine for me.