Tara had hung up her cell phone and hoped Bonnie was at least sober enough to comprehend what she had just told her. It was about 30 minutes from Kim's death. She needed help to deal with Ron. He nearly broke a male nurse's arm when they tried to pry Kim away from him. The hospital staff was threatening to call the police.
"An angel died today Tara not any angel my angel " Ron stuttered
He choked on a sob.
"I remember the day I told her how much I loved her, I think it was just after I got back from the Marine Corps and Iraq. We dated on an off for a few years before since we were still growing up and focused on our own careers. I never told her until that day. , I stammered and stuttered like a young schoolchild, and I thought I scared her away, but the smile she gave me, that precious smile. I knew then she was mine for life."
Ron sat up in the hospital bed next to his wife Kim and gently stroked a bit of hair from her face, her lips where blue already. The doctors had finished removing the monitors and tubes from the lifeless shell. He cradled her small frame and sobbed into her hair at least he got to hold her and tell her how much he loved her as she faded away.
"God seems to have one hell of a sense of humor. I have killed and done so many horrible things in service for my country, things she never found out about while working for the C.I.A. I should be the one with the cancer. I should be the one dying in her place, not Kim, this sweet teddy bear of a woman would freak out if she stepped on a bug, or call me at three in the morning just to tell me about her bad dream. This isn't fair...this isn't fucking fair"
The doctors walked out of the room instinctively knowing not to move the body at least until he left, less his un-holster the pistol hidden under his jacket and let loose his grief one round at a time.
Ron cradled Kim's body closer and rocked back and fourth silently humming to himself, as Tara looked on not sure what to say or do. Kim didn't look as if she were dead she looked as if she were sleeping , like all those mornings he woke up before her just to see her at peace. He used to kiss her cheeks and lips until she woke up it were moments like those he cherished. He gave her a forehead another kiss at least she was still warm.
Tara was silent but walked over to Ron and gently began to pry Ron away from Kim's body and off the hospital bed, he did not resist her, he was passive like a child being led away. She had hoped bonnie would be here soon to help her deal with a grieving Ron.