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"No!" Elisheva screamed. "No, no, no, no, not again, not again! I left because of this. Everything was supposed to work out. We were supposed to grow old together. Happily ever after…" Elisheva cried into her brother's shoulder.
"Shhh. I know, Eli. I know."
"There wasn't supposed to be anymore deaths. No more."
Noah just continued holder her as she cried.
Elisheva wanted to curse and yell at G-d for taking her husband from her, but deep down she knew it wasn't His fault. Rationally, she accepted it, but emotionally…well…that's what her big brother was for. Noah had flown in as soon as he'd been able to. Rebecca had called and told him what had happened. Jared had been killed by a suicide bomber at a checkpoint outside Tel Aviv. Noah had always been one of the few Eli would allow herself to be emotional with.
"Eli, Eli, shhhh, it's going to be alright, but you got to pull yourself together. You've got three in that room over there and this one to look out for. They are all going to need their mother, especially this one, "Noah said as he placed a hand on her slightly bulging belly.
Elisheva pulled out of Noah's embrace and calmed down at this comment. She sat there pensively for a time. Eventually, she started speaking.
"You know, I'd just told him. Only about two weeks ago. He was so excited. He'd already picked out a name if it were a boy. Aaron. After one of his fellow soldiers. Said he was a great man and soldier. But you know, now, I don't think I could honor Aaron…I want to honor Jared. It's only proper, right?" At this, Elisheva looked up. "Right?"
"You do whatever you think is right. And there's no rule that says you can't hone both of them."
"I suppose you're right. Oh Noah, I'm so glad you came," Elisheva said, embracing Noah.
"I wouldn't be anywhere else." 'She's suffered enough,' Noah thought. 'Allow her more than just a couple years of happiness, please,' Noah prayed as he held Eli.
TBC...