What The Hell Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

What The Hell Ch. 01

... for the house came out." My hands were still wrapped around the warm coffee cup.

"Roni." She smiled and lowered her head a bit; she took a deep breath then looked up at me. "Abbie, my partner, thought Veronica was too formal and she dubbed me Roni. I sort of stuck with it after she passed away."

I tried to smile but my heart broke. "I am sorry. I don't mean to ... well I am sorry to hear about your partner."

She smiled one of those smiles when you remember someone and when it hurts to remember them. She dipped her head and looked back at me. "It's been two years. It gets easier with time but I have the memories of her love. Those will never fade."

She took a sip of coffee. I knew there was more. I moved my hand to hers and just rested it there. "I am very sorry."

"Abbie left me Josh. He is my constant memory of her."

I thought to myself how lucky I was and how Roni had challenges abound, and more yet to come.

We sat for a while just chatting about life, her background and mine. She shared with me her love of music and the arts. She told me of her times volunteering as an usher at the Wang and the Hatch Memorial.

Our conversation was interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone. I wanted to ignore it as I was enjoying this conversation but I couldn't. I excused myself, apologized and retrieved my phone from my purse. It was Carl, ugh!

She nodded and I stood from the table and answered the phone. "Hey."

He wanted to know when I would be home. As ...

... we chatted the whole time I was looking at Roni. My heart was suddenly breaking for her I might have been her only adult non-cancer interaction and I was talking to Carl

"Carl, give me a few minutes, I will call you back. Bye." I hung up and went back to the table and sat.

Roni looked at me with curiosity. I lowered my head, holding back the tears and trying to be strong. I knew this was not the right moment. Suddenly I felt her hand touch mine.

"You know Alexa, I am not blind. You hesitated to take a call, you were curt, and you brushed him off, and ended the call as if you didn't want to talk."

I raised my head looking at her. "Gawd, how are you so smart?" I tried to smile.

"Clinical Psychologist, it's a blessing and a curse." She smiled. "Hey, I should go check on him. He needs ..."

I stood with her. "Wait, I want to meet you for coffee again, I want to help, please Roni."

"But why?" She asked.

"Just because Roni, just because. Please think about it."

She smiled, opened her purse and handed me a business card. Text me, I am here most days." She turned and walked out of the cafeteria heading to her son's care.

I looked at the business card. Veronica L. Davidson, Phy. D. Clinical Psychologist, Massachusetts General Hospital

"Holy fuck!" I quickly covered my mouth, grabbed my purse and made my way to the Information / Registration Desk where I turned in my visitor's badge and ran to my car.

I got to my car and sent Carl a text that I was ...