Chapter 8
Winnie walked into the kitchen where Mae was backing a loaf of fresh
bread. Winnie came in quietly, and just watched her contentedly.
Mae looked up, startled, then gave a big warm smile.
"Yes Winnie dear, I don't care what those young folk say about those darn supermarkets. There's just nothing like a nice, freshly-baked loaf of bread."
Winnie smiled at her dear, sweet Mae. "It looks wonderful."
"Why thank you dear," Mae said as she plopped it into the oven. "It should be done shortly."
"Yes," Winnie agreed.
Mae brushed her floured hands on her apron, and gave Winnie a big hug. "Oh I've missed you Winnie," she said as she squeezed even more tightly.
"I've missed you to Mae," said Winnie earnestly. Mae let her grip go and stood back from Winnie surveying her up and down. Winnie smiled. Then Mae became serious.
"I'm glad you didn't go the other way,"
she said sadly. " I know it's selfish of me, but if you hadn't drank
that it would have killed Jesse. I had already seen what Miles went
through, and it killed my insides a little to see it. I was
helpless. I couldn't do anything to help my son.
"Jesse is older then his years allow, but 17. He never fully matured. He lives in the moment, and tries to be optimistic and carefree, and it's easy for him because he's 17. But I know, as a mother always does that he does fully understand the situation, and the huge decision you had to make. I also know that he wishes he could die. Wishes that he was dead, but Jesse never liked creating problems, always liked to go with the flow. When you came along I could see that,for once, in a long time he was actually truly happy to be alive. I could tell that he really loved you with all his heart. I knew that if he had come back for you, and you were truly gone that it would have killed the inside of him. He would have stopped pretending. Stopped trying look on the brighter things, rather then the darker. He would have given up all hope. He just wouldn't have cared. He also would have tortured himself. Would have tried to kill himself, over and over, and each time would walk away unharmed, more gloomy then ever. You saved him Winnie. Saved him from an eternity of despair and hate, and he doesn't have to pretend anymore. Doesn't have to pretend any that he's happy because now, with you, he truly is."
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