Falling Out Of Bed. Mary Schramski
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Название: Falling Out Of Bed
Автор: Mary Schramski
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
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“No.” He places his plate on the coffee table, leans back and grips his thighs as if he’s trying to gather enough strength to get up. Instead of standing, he looks at me.
“They aren’t telling us everything. And I’m too damned afraid to ask any questions.”
“I’d be afraid, too. But maybe there’s nothing to tell. Lots of people have cancer, get better, return to their normal lives.”
“Right.”
Always so healthy.
My worry bubbles to the surface and suddenly tears are filling my throat, my nose. I sniff them back. I certainly don’t want to upset my father any more than he is.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I rub my eyes with my fingers. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“You should go home, honey. Jan’s here. I’ll eat more, I promise. You need to be home.”
I stare at the carpet, feel light-headed, numb. “I’m fine. Really. I want to stay and help you get better.” When I look up, he shakes his head.
“I’d feel better if you went home. There’s no need for both you and Jan to be here.”
“No, I’ll stay, help Jan.”
He stares at me for a moment, worry filling his gaze. “I’m going to try to do better, you’ll see. You gave Jan a break. That’s all she needed. You can always come back in a few weeks.”
I do want to go home, yet I feel like shit for wanting to. “No, I’ll stay.”
“I think I’d do better if I knew you were home.”
What can I say to that? My father asking me to leave. Maybe he just doesn’t want me here.
“I’d feel better if I knew you were with Dave. He must miss you. The diagnosis shocked me. I’ll try to eat more. And I’d feel more relaxed if you were home.”
He forks mashed potatoes into his mouth, swallows. “See. We’ll be fine.”
I nod.
“You go home, honey. David must miss you.”
Jan has just come home from the Skillys’, and she and I are standing in the living room. Dad’s in bed. I think she’s had too much to drink, but it’s difficult to tell with her.
“I’m going home in the morning,” I say. I feel tense because deep down I know she’s not going to like this news.
She looks at me as if I’ve told her hell froze over while she was at the Skillys’.
“You’re what?”
“Dad ate dinner and we talked. He said he’d feel better if I went home. In fact, he said he wants me to go home. I’ll come back in a few weeks.”
“He ate?” Her eyes narrow and her lips flatten against each other. “He won’t eat for me.”
“He didn’t eat a lot.” I go back into the kitchen, stand at the stove, stir the spaghetti sauce that’s been simmering an hour. After I called the airline, I made the sauce so I could leave an extra meal in the refrigerator.
I place the stained wooden spoon on the folded paper towel next to the stove. I hear Jan walk in and I turn around. She sits at the oak table.
“What’s that smell?” She lifts her chin, sniffs the air, makes a face.
“I’m making spaghetti sauce for you.” Why do I always lie to make people happy? I’ve never liked this about myself but can’t seem to stop. The sauce isn’t for her. It’s for Dad because I want him to eat, get better, be healthy.
“This way you’ll have meals for a few days.”
“That’s nice, but what about the other days? With all the work around here, I don’t have time to cook.”
“You can pick up Luby’s takeout.”
“It’s hard for me to drive at night. And I don’t like Luby’s.”
“You drove tonight and did okay.” I turn back, pick up the spoon and stir the sauce. She clucks her tongue.
“That’s different. Why are you going home?”
I want to say, Because you are driving me crazy, but I swallow back the words, take a deep breath and turn to her.
“Dad wants me to go home. He said so while we were having dinner. I can come back in a few weeks.”
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