Just rambling through the forest of life.

THE EMPTY STOOL

Chapter 6

When you came to the hospital, I went through your mobile and rang someone who said she was your dead Husbands mum. I told her about the accident, she told me about you and Dave, about everything.

Each night when I got home I would ring her to let her know what was happening. I couldn’t leave you alone here, so I came back to keep you company as you slept. To keep you safe, I prayed for a miracle, and looks like my prayers have been answered. I have had a lot of time to think and I can understand if you don’t want to, but I would like to see more of you when you are well. I can understand you will always have your husband in your heart but hope you will find room to get to know me.”

Tina looked softly at this stranger, this man had taken time out to look after a strange woman, she started crying, she knew now that Dave’s letter was right in his letter, she could live again.

This time it was not tears of sorrow, or grief, it was tears of joy, happiness and a new beginning, she held Simons hand and kissed it, he leaned over the cot-sides of the bed and kissed her cheek, then slowly her lips. Something started between them.

Through the window the full moon shine down on the couple in the hospital, in a busy city, tonight life goes on, also because of an empty stool, two hearts have started to beat as one.

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