Chapter 6
I had slipped into the house unnoticed. I assumed Bill was in the guest bedroom yelling about what a fool I was. I walk into my mother's bedroom and sat down on the bed. She was still in the living room. I was glad she was giving me some alone time. Her advice was sound and her words of comfort lifted my spirit, but I need time alone to get my thoughts together.
What was I going to do or say to Bill? We have been in many of fights before, but I never had acted out in such a violent way...
" Dana," My brother said standing in the doorway. I looked at him for a moment, them turn around.
" I was wrong, I overacted, and I'm sorry. That's all I have to say," I said not letting my guard down.
" I don't think that's true."
" What are you talking about?"
" I don't think that's all you have to say. I didn't you finish early. I kind of jump to conclusions."
" Kind of? That's an understatement of a lifetime."
" Dana, don't push it, I'm trying."
" Sorry." He came and sat next to me on the bed.
" Me being pregnant is a gift from God, you know. I was told that I would never be able have children."
"I know."
" I know I'm different, but I just want to have a normal life at the end of the day like everybody else does. I just want something to come to."
" I understand."
" To a certain degree I think you do, but you'll never completely understand."
"You're probably right." With that, he left the room. He was my brother, I didn't expect much and what he did say surprised me. I didn't think we could talk like civilized adults about this. He patted me on the back and headed for the door.
" No matter how tough it gets, never give up the good fight, Starbuck," He said once again standing at the doorway, " That's what Dad would say."
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