Yesterday it took me awhile to try to gather all of my thoughts, my head was spinning from all the trauma of the night before. I called her in the afternoon to make sure her girls arrived safely, and to see if she needed anything. I also asked her if it would be okay if I called to check on him. After a pause she said go ahead.
This is a really difficult situation because even though she, and I are closer I have also been his friend for many years. I know this man to be a kind, intelligent, and good person in every way. He has always been a great husband, and an amazing father. This is the couple everyone loves.
So I went over with some Pumpkin bread, he loves my my Pumpkin bread. I told him “We’ve known each other long enough for me not to have to tell you that I was just in the neighborhood.” He smiled, and asked me if she had sent me over to poison him with my Pumpkin bread. I smiled back, and reminded him I have a reputation to maintain with my bread, so poison was out.
He looked like shit. He asked me if she was okay, and I told him no she’s a mess. Then I asked him straight out “Why?” I told him that, that’s what she kept asking me most of the night. He looked me straight in the eyes, with no hesitation and said ” I just can’t do this any more.” My head was spinning, I began to cry. He told me he just couldn’t talk to me anymore about this, that he just needed some time.
So I nodded, I stood up, hugged him, and then I left. I think some childlike part of me thought he would be able to explain all of this to me. That we would be able to joke, like we always do.That we could move forward, far away from whatever was causing all of this mess, but “We aren’t in Kansas anymore Dorothy.” 😦