"Who is it," I said but she just looked at me with that evil grin of hers, dropped her shield and went back to her sculpture. Before I turned away, she glanced at me, held up a thickly gloved hand and flipped me off. Laughing, I went in the house.
As I headed to the study, I saw something that froze me on the spot. Luggage piled by the front door. Not just any luggage, but Robyn's.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her luggage. I started sobbing, my eyes so thick with tears, I couldn't see.
"Grant?"
I couldn't move. I was unable to turn toward the voice I so desperately needed to hear. My senses became aware of that wonderful scent of my favorite perfume. A delicate finger touched my shoulder.
"Grant, I am so..."
Robyn never had the chance to finish whatever she was going to say. I whirled around and seized her, my arms wrapping tightly around her lithe frame. I buried my head into her shoulders and soft auburn hair bawling like a baby. Choking, I kept repeating, "Robyn, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for abandoning you, we should have worked it out. My goddamn pride..." She stopped me with a mere fingertip.
"Shhhh, you have nothing to be sorry about, my love. We both made mistakes." She stroked my hair while my shoulders heaved from my blubbering. With both hands, she lifted my face kissing me on the lips. "God, I have missed you so much. Please forgive me for the pain I caused you." She wiped away my tears staring into my eyes with those gorgeous emerald eyes of hers, also wet from crying.
I held her, not wanting to ever let go. "Robyn, we both need forgiveness. I should have never left you. Can you forgive me?"
"Ahem, maybe you two should find a room?"
We both stared at the source of those words finding my older sister leaning against the door frame with that boyish grin of hers. She walked over and hugged the both of us.
"Welcome home Robyn."
I looked at Robyn. "Home?"
"Where my husband is, I will be." Robyn smiled and, standing on her toes, kissed me on the forehead. "When you left, I fell into a pretty bad depression but, with help and counseling, I learned you are the most important part of my life, that I can't live without you...so here I am, that is if you'll have me."
I ran my fingers gently down the side of her face and said, "Darling, I love you so much." I released her long enough to grab her luggage and head up the grand staircase, Robyn following behind.
As we advanced up the stairs, I heard Josey laugh and say, "about time little brother, about fucking time!"
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She did everything to drive him away. She thought of no one but herself and Jubal. She'd made out with him willingly allowed him to grope her and had made a decision to fuck him, in spite of her sister's admonishment. Why would you want her back? If he was lonely it was because he made no attempt to change his situation. I would not have taken her back. She had made her decision. I also would have rejoined the world. You don't cure lonliness being alone.more...
What a Pussy
A veteran cop crying over a cheating wife? BS! Man up! Grow a Pair!
get a life! or grip on reality!
jeesh folks lighten up a bunch! especially you anons - you have ruined a good category (LW) already. and I truly understand why a number of good writers either quit the site, or turn off vote and comments. We get to read good and poor stories for free! Writers put a lot of effort to get scored low because you don't like someone's comments? Get real.
I agree the failure to communicate - a serious problem for both. I liked the story. Especially ending. Thanks.
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I will keep this one short. Basically they were doing the one absolutely sure fire marriage ending non action. They failed to communicate. She is 99% responsible, and he brings up the rear with the last one percent. That having been said, yes she cheated, not to the degree as some would burn a marriage with, but damned close. Should he have stayed, maybe yes maybe no, but without leaving communications lines open that is his one percent. I'll say it one last time, she is to blame for the problem, it's the going forward that he failed at.
Jesus went in front of the crowd ready to stone the adulterous woman and said "let he who is without sin cast the first stone". All of a sudden a rock falls from the sky hitting the woman in the head. Jesus looks up and says "Dad, I'm trying to make a point here"!
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good story
understandable for the most part. 20 years with one person, sharing every thought and emotion, and secret, is not something to sneeze at, and it showed.
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