Chapter Three

It had been four weeks since I was accepted into medical school, four years since I said I do. Everything in our life together seemed to have fallen into place, but then Jamie started feeling bad. Needless to say I panicked. It was with subtle things, like she would oversleep, or get dizzy. I tried to shrug it off, but it was beginning to concern me. My thoughts went to the worst-case scenario. What if her cancer had come back?

How would I handle that? I would be crushed of course just like the first time. I would have to face letting her go again. Worst of all…I would have to watch her suffer. I prayed that I was wrong, that she just had a touch of a bug or something…or maybe she was just simply tired. But when she fainted one afternoon… that did it. I insisted she go to the doctor.

I tried to be patient as I sat in the waiting room. My eyes roamed the white walls. Couldn't they have it least given the place some color? White was just not very comforting. What was I saying? Who cares about the color of the walls! I absently picked up a magazine and thumbed through it. It didn't help though. My thoughts were only of Jamie, and as the minutes ticked by, my anxieties increased.

By the time Jamie entered the room, I was convinced something was terribly wrong. She smiled faintly and adjusted her purse on her shoulder. I dug my hands into my pockets. "So what did the doctor say?"

"Well I have to wait for the test results."

"Oh…well does he think it's serious?"

"Could be." Her vagueness was unusual. It reminded me of that night I first saw her wandering through the cemetery…

Flashback

"Hey…" She spun around, a curious look outlining her face. "What are you doing here?"

"I should ask you the same question."

"Do you normally wander in the cemetery at night?"

"Maybe." She turned to leave.

"Where're you going?" The light appeared.

"Come and see."

End of Flashback

And that's what it felt like now. A little mystery and a little intrigue. I then followed her out the door.

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Jamie stared out the car window as we drove home. She held a far off gleam in her eyes. It reminded me of when she thought she was dying. Dying…no…no not again. I didn't want her to go through that I again. I felt sick all of the sudden and she seemed to pick up on my uneasiness.

"Landon?"

"Yeah baby?"

"Are you all right?"

"Me? Yeah…I'm fine."

"Then why do you look like you're about to pass out?" I glanced at her with the "you know me to well" look.

"I don't look like that."

"Yes you do."

"No I…" I look at her big eyes. "I forfeit."

"Thank you." Light laughter filled the car for a moment.

"Seriously I'm…"

"You're what?"

"Well Jamie, I'm a little worried about you to be honest. I mean you haven't been feeling well, and now you won't tell me anything the doctor said."

"That's because there's really nothing to tell."

"He wasn't concerned?"

"He said he thought everything was fine. He just wanted to run a couple of tests."

"When do we get the test results back?"

"Within the next twenty-four hours."

"Good…that's…that's good."

Silence…

"You seem nervous." I sighed.

"No…just…curious." She shifted in her seat towards me, and said something that got my full attention.

"Landon, there's something you should know…"

TBC