Monday, August 21, 2017

Chapter 13 - Tonight I swear, I'd Sell My Soul



Long walks on the sandy beaches with the moon beams dancing on the water, when Jon looks at Beth, he can see that she's glowing and that the glow now comes from deep within.  That makes him smile.  As they walk, his hand on the small of her back, to let her know that he's there, he can feel them reconnecting.  Finding one another.  The conversations are just a few words at at time, but that's really all that they need.  To know one another like they do, they could go days without talking, really.  They are so in tune with each others personalities, so in tune with each others needs that they somehow lost all of that.  As they walk, Jon draws her closer and whispers into her ear, Why didn't we do this long ago?"

Beth kind of chuckles and reminds him, "We have a family, small children, careers and several social commitments - it's kind of hard to get away and go off the radar."

"We still should have done it years ago.  No kids, no phones, no security.  This is what I call heaven."

She looks to her husband with longing in her eyes, a longing that remains as her thoughts go back to the trip they took down to St Bart's and spent the time on a yacht.  The time that she was seriously hurt and had to be flown to the nearest hospital.  "Do you remember when we were new and we took that yacht trip?"

"How could I forget?"  His hand slides from the small of her back and gently he takes her hand.  A gentle squeeze.  "That was the FIRST worst time of my life.  You laid there lifeless and I had no idea what to do."

"But you saved me." she reminds him, with a kiss on the cheek.  "Do you remember our first date?"

"Las Vegas?"  His smile goes from ear to ear and he's reminded of just how strong he felt about her.  How badly he wanted her in his life.  At first sight, she had his heart and she knew it.  "Do you remember the good times that we had at the house in upstate New York?  I loved going up there."

Beth's memories of that place are not all happy ones.  She had some turmoil up there and there are days that she wishes she could forget those.  "What about the time we spent at the vineyards?"

"You love those places." A look comes over his face as he quickly thinks, "Are you mad at me that I asked you to give those up?"

Beth stops walking, stopping him in his tracks too.  "I didn't give them up, I just don't visit as often as I like.  The one in Jersey gave Tony such a beautiful wedding, that I will always cherish.  And yes, the one in California gave me immense grief, but it was a passion.  I loved vinting, growing and overseeing both places."

"So you're not mad?" he hesitates.

She smiles coyly at him, "Mad, no.  Going to give them up completely?  Again, no.  I need that Jon."

"Why?"

"The twins are getting bigger.  The bigger kids are all in school and gone with Dot 50% of the time.  I get bored and need to stay busy."

They decide to sit on their secluded part of the each, just outside there suite.  They get entangled in one another as much as they can and Jon begins again, "Have we had more good times than bad times?"

Beth leans in and rests her head on his shoulder, "I think that we've had more bad times, but the good times, when they were good, they were great and they shadowed the bad.  The good are what got us here today and without those bad, terrible and unimaginable things - we wouldn't be WHO we are today."  She pauses again to collect the right words, "The Beth and Jon that we were when we met could have never survived what we did.  We grew as people, apart as husband and wife but here we are, fighting for the most amazing thing in our life.  Our marriage."