Chapter 28

All Good Things

I knew it was coming, a woman can tell when a man is falling in love with her. I wasn't sure whether I was falling in love or not. I really enjoyed James and had a great time with him. He had some strange, almost OCD, issues, but for the most part, he was easy going and tried hard to make things work. Unfortunately, we both had a history with Greg and he was like the 800 lb. Gorilla in the room. I know that James was worried that I was comparing him to Greg. The truth was that I compared everyone to Greg. Either someone did something better than Greg or didn't, there were no grey areas with Greg.

After his admission of love, I thought about breaking it off with James, but I really didn't know how I felt. And I had to admit that sometimes I didn't realize how much I loved someone until much later, after I had gone on my way. Only recently had I allowed myself the luxury of admitting that I might have been in love with Greg all those years ago. But now I could deal with my emotions; I was so much stronger than I had been at 22 when he left me.

Oxoxoxoxoxoxox

James and Kenna started to include House in their plans since he seemed to have accepted that they were a couple. They invited him for Thanksgiving and he showed up with two bottles of whisky, one for Wilson and Kenna and one to drink. He got a little drunk and had a few mean things to say about some of the guests, but not so mean that anyone wanted him to leave. For the most part, House behaved himself, but was too drunk to drive home so he spent the night in the guest room. It was an uneasy night for Kenna, knowing that House was only a few feet away.

Kenna had given up her apartment and was living with Wilson. She bought a tree for Christmas even though James was Jewish. Wilson and House came home from the hospital to pick up some gym clothes for James so they could go work out. Sitting in the living room was a nine foot tree, complete with all the decorations.

"My God, you've gone Goy! Didn't you give her the spiel you always give me; trees are pagan ritual that Christians adopted to get the Germans to go along with Christianity, blah, blah, blah? Well James my old boy, it looks like you have a pagan living with you."

Wilson was looking distressed, "Did she do this when you lived together?"

"We really only had one Christmas together, she went to Oklahoma the next Christmas. She was too poor to buy a tree, but she did hang a drawing of one in her room. We hadn't started living together. I had to take care of her that Christmas, she was pretty ill with Scarlet Fever." House shook his head while snickering, "Now what do you do?"

"Well it must mean a lot to her because here it is. I think I'll keep my mouth shut."

House nodded as they both looked at the tree."Wise choice, wise choice."