It took him a full eight mnths to aks me. It just came out of the blue a couple weeks ago. It was on one of his many trips in and out from his shop - to get a coffee, to grab his computer, to check in and see what I'm up to. He stopped for a second and said 'Okay.' Deep breathe. "Okay. I have just have to know." "Know what?" I asked.
"I have been waiting. I figured it would come out at some point, but the kids don't even know." "Know WHAT?" I asked again - a little impatient with the game. Deep breath. Still his.
"What's the deal? I know it's Something. It's GOT to be Something. It's ALWAYS Something." 'WHAT?!" Full blown impatience now, bordering on irritation. "I can't figure it out. I have been waiting for you to say. I KNOW it's something. I give in. Tell me." "WHAT ARE YOU TAKING ABOUT." The border was crossed.
"I seriously have no idea what you are talking about. I give up." and I went back to what I was doing. Attentiveness to impatience to irritation to apathy. It's a very short path in my world.
He was still throwing out the hook. "There's got to be a reason. There Has. Got. To Be. A Reason.There is ALWAYS a Reason with you." Nope, not biting anymore. My attention is finite. Recognizing that look ... or lack of, he finally spit it out. Deep breath.
"Why? Why Wanda?"