A Change of Heart

I had high hopes for a romantic reunion with Kathy last night. But it didn’t quite turn out that way. She was a different woman this time. Three years ago, we were lovers. She was married and cheating on her husband. They’re separated now, but Life's trials have changed her. She sat alone on the couch here, with her legs curled under her and her arms folded tightly across her chest. She’s had some health problems. A cancer scare. Her mother is dying. Her brother is a drug addict. A lot has changed since we were together last.

Maybe the best I can hope for now is a friendship with this woman. She needs a friend right now more than a lover. I loved her back then, Ms J. I knew she was using me to fill the void in her marriage, but I didn’t care. It felt good to be with her.

Kathy stayed for a couple of hours. We chatted and she left at 9:00. I blew out the candles I’d lit, and went to bed.

When I wondered a few days ago where this might lead, "nowhere" is a possibility I hadn't considered.

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