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Timothy - 56. Chapter 56
When the printer started to print, we were on our second cup of coffee, sitting on the sofa bed in the basement. I moved from lap to sofa cushion when Stephen went to remove the paper from the printer.
Resuming our seats, we read the printouts. “It seems that Bruce was quite popular. Basketball, class president two years in a row.”
“Does it say anything about his friends?”
“No, but we can search for basketball games from that period. I’m sure there would be something in the sports section of the local newspaper.”
“Stephen, I don’t want to go back home and search through those library records again.”
“We don’t have to go back. Remember we got library cards when we were there? Now we can access their files remotely.”
I left it to Stephen since this was up his alley.
Sitting there watching Stephen do his magic, I wondered if it wouldn’t be best for Mom to see a doctor at the university hospital where Ann Marie is being treated. I’ll call Ann Marie’s doctor and discuss this with him the first chance I have.
“What are you thinking about?”
Looking up, “Have you finished already?”
“No, the computer will search the papers. I gave it instructions to check all local newspapers for Ann Marie’s senior year. It will print out any news concerning sports and anything with Bruce Stevens’s name. That will take a while, and I need to upgrade our printer.”
“I was thinking of having Mom treated at the university hospital.”
“That might not be a bad idea, and they will be more effective since they know about Ann Marie. Your mom wouldn’t feel that she has to hide anything since I’m sure she knows Ann Marie has told them everything.”
“I’ll call the doctor tomorrow.”
In the morning, Stephen checked his computer’s printer, and there were several printed sheets. A few fell on the floor. “Do you want to look through these now or after work?”
“Let’s do it after work. I’ll call Ann Marie’s doctor this morning and see what he thinks about Mom being treated at the hospital. There’s probably nothing we can do about it now; it’s been 20 years.”
“Maybe legally, but she at least deserves an apology.”
“I’ll mention that to the doctor.”
That evening at home, we were changing out of our work clothes. “You seem happy tonight, and what happened that has put you in such a great mood.”
“You always put me in a great mood.” I got a swat on my ass for that. “Now you have to kiss it.”
“I’ll no more than kiss it.” And he did.
After playing around, I told him what the doctor said about Mom. “He thought it was a great idea and would have mentioned it earlier but felt it was unprofessional since Mom was seeing a doctor. I told him what we found out about the doctor she saw, and now he wants to meet with us, and I have agreed to a meeting right after work tomorrow.”
That night lying in bed, “Tim, what is bothering you?”
“I, we have been spending so much time on my family problems. I never expected this. It’s unfair. You and I should be talking about our future; instead, we are talking about my family’s future. I’m afraid of losing you with all of these family issues of mine.”
“I took an oath for better or worse, and I believe in that oath, or I wouldn’t have married you. We can’t predict our future, no one can. I like to think our love is stronger than anything people throw at us. I’m here for you. Lean on me, cry on my shoulder. That is what love is all about. This will pass, and then we can enjoy our family, you and me, and a few little ones.”
“Just a few?”
“Well, at least two, one for you and one for me.”
I was in a deep sleep when Donnie came to me. “Don’t worry, Tim. Everything will work out just fine. Your love is strong, and it will weather any storm. That sunny day is just around the corner. Have faith.”
That morning the sun was bright, and sitting on his lap made me feel everything would be okay. Looking into Stephen’s eyes, I gave him a kiss that anchored me on a smooth cushion.
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