Robledo MountainChapter 4
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I came out of the nightmare and into a tranquil domestic scene. Laura and I were sitting at the dining room table, sharing a pot of coffee, much like we did every morning, over the years when I wasn’t deployed somewhere.
“You’ve been busy, Paul. More importantly, you listened and started tearing down that wall around your heart. You’re not quite there yet but overall I’m very proud of you so far.”
“Thank you, Laura, I think. I don’t understand what you’re saying though. I’ve opened my heart like you wanted and I’ve torn down the wall so I’m not sure what else there is left to do,” I said and took a sip of coffee, content that I’d filled my promise to her at last.
Laura pulled the coffee cup back from her mouth and gave me her patented, ‘don’t be an idiot’ look, I’d seen so often in the past. Usually, it was directed at someone other than me though, so her throwing it my way really hit me hard.
“Paul, I love being with you, even if it’s just like this but sometimes you are the most exasperating man I’ve ever known.”
“What?” I asked in a surprised tone.
“Paul, you made me a promise. Actually, several promises all rolled into a single promise. Just in case you’ve forgotten what promise I’m talking about let me remind you.”
As she quit talking the scene shifted and I was sitting in that all too familiar and despised hospital room. My beautiful Laura, the love of my life, the rock I relied on so much, was lying in the hospital bed. I was sitting next to her holding her shriveled hand as she lay unconscious. I’d been thinking about the last thirty years and everything I’d hidden away from her, about what had happened out in the Iraqi desert. Well, more accurately, I was thinking about what hiding everything away from her had done to our relationship. We were still close, we still loved each other deeply, but I had walled a major part of myself off from her, afraid that I would lose her trust and more importantly her love if she ever found out what I’d done. Of the monster I had been that I knew I was still capable of becoming.
Now, as I faced losing her completely, it all came to the surface. My body heaved as tears welled in my eyes, and I started talking, unable to hold it in any longer. I told her about that week I’d spent in hell, about the monster I’d become, the death I’d dealt to all those in the compound, the shame and disgust I’d felt when it was all over and I was being called a hero. I told her everything. I told her I knew that if she ever found out what I’d done, what I was still capable of doing, she would never look at me the same again, and that added a deeper pain to my already heavy heart. When I was done talking, I buried my face in her bed and sobbed.
Emotionally and physically drained by the long days of watching my wife waste away before my eyes and the confession I’d just made to her unconscious form my tears stopped as I felt her hand on the top on my head. As I raised my head her hand slid to my cheek and our eyes locked.
Laura had somehow changed. There was almost something ethereal about the light from her eyes shining in love and compassion. The same quality was in her voice when she started to talk softly. “Paul, my love. You have been everything I ever hoped to find in a man. I have never doubted your love for a single instant. Just as I never doubted, you should never have doubted, either. I’ve known something was bothering since you came back from that deployment almost thirty years ago. I’ve waited patiently for you to tell me what it was, and you finally have. You finally shed the shell you built up that kept me and everyone else in this world from getting close to you. That is a gift of trust I was beginning to lose hope of ever receiving.”
I could only look at her. First in horror that she had heard everything that I’d said, then in relief that it didn’t matter to her. I didn’t have the words to express myself at that moment, so I simply gave her hand a tender squeeze as she continued.
“Paul, you are first and foremost a protector and a defender. You always have been, and always will be. You always put others above yourself. Me and our kids without question. Your friends certainly. But you protect and defend even those you don’t know. You were put here to make this world a better place, and you did! But every person has a point, beyond which they can’t be pushed. For you, that point was watching JT die, while you were helpless to stop the injustice of it, as he asked you for justice. And justice is exactly what you delivered. Every single man that you killed that day was a member of that unit. A volunteer member. Each and every one of them knew exactly what the sadistic butchers leading them were doing to the prisoners, and yet they were still there. You weren’t judge, jury, and executioner. The action of those men against JT and the other prisoners had already been judged and the sentence was death. Death you provided, true, but it was necessary if you were to live with yourself, and still call yourself a human being.
She seemed to have become filled with new and stronger energy the more she talked. She smiled her beautiful smile, put her thin frail hand on mine, and locked her eyes on mine to make sure I didn’t look away.
“We both know I’m dying, Paul. You will grieve for a time, but you will NOT go back behind that shell, ever again. You will tear down that wall you’ve put up, and never try to hide behind it again. Promise me Paul. Promise me that you will do everything in your power to live in the open again; to trust, to be that young man I fell so hopelessly in love with so many years ago. Promise me to always remember his strength of character, his compassion, his trust, and yes, his love. Promise me that, like the phoenix, you will rise from the fire of war, reborn as a stronger man filled with even more love, compassion, and strength to do the right thing for the right reasons, regardless of what others think. Promise me this, Paul.”
I couldn’t disappoint her again so I gave her my promise knowing even then it was going to be hard to keep, but also knowing that I would try my best to keep it.
The hospital room faded away and I was back in the RV sitting at the table drinking coffee with Laura again.
“That’s the promise I was talking about, Paul. Do you remember it now?” Laura asked.
“I never forgot it, Laura. It has haunted me ever since I made it,” I said dejectedly.
“Then why haven’t you kept it? Why do you fight so hard to keep from fulfilling it?” She asked acerbically.
“Laura, I’ve tried. I think I have finally kept it. I opened my heart, I tore down the walls, I’ve resigned myself to be a protector! What more do you want?” I asked angrily.
Shaking her head sorrowfully, she said, “Paul, you haven’t kept the promise. You’ve come a long way as I said earlier. Yes, you opened your heart to love and compassion again. Yes, you’ve torn down much of the wall you built to keep people away from you. Yes, you are working on not letting being a protector destroy you through self-doubt. You’ve got a little further to go in that regard and you’re making progress with Anna’s help. But Paul, you haven’t done a thing to keep the last part of the promise.”
“I don’t understand Laura. What’s the last part of the promise you keep talking about?”
“To trust again, Paul. You haven’t told Anna and her grandparents the truth.”
I looked at her with horror. “Laura, you can’t be serious! I already plan on telling them much of it, but I can’t tell them everything, especially the part about being from the future. They’ll think I’m insane, mentally unstable, bat shit crazy! I’ll lose them if I tell them everything. Then where will I be?”
“That is a possibility, Paul. A very remote possibility. Love without trust, though, is a losing proposition, Paul. It’s not love at all. It’s not even friendship. At best, it’s nothing more than having a favorite acquaintance. Consider this. Can you go through the rest of your life lying to Anna and the Mendozas? Can you keep the cave, the RV, and your past a secret from them while living day in and day out professing your love to them? The answer to all those questions is ‘no,’ Paul, and you know it. You may not convince them immediately that you aren’t slightly insane but between the RV, the trailer, and what they both contain there is more than enough to prove what you tell them. And you must tell them, Paul. You must tell them when you were born, where you grew up, about your military service, about me, the kids ... all of it, Paul. You must show them you trust them fully. Only then will you have fulfilled your promise to me.”
The more Laura talked the more I saw how right she was. By the time she was done I had resigned myself to telling Anna and the Mendozas everything. I also knew I would have to tell them tonight since they were only going be here overnight. I needed them here to see the cave and what was inside it to prove to them I wasn’t as crazy as I sounded.
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Premium Scat & Piss PornLoving Change Are you sure this will work?" the young woman asked quizzically. "Money back guarantee," the elderly clerk replied as he folded a long silk pink slip with a bottle of unmarked lotion and put both in the bag. "I hope he likes it," the women said as she took the bag and headed back into the mall. "I know she will," the clerk stated out of earshot of the young woman. *** *clink* The touch of wine glasses signaled more than six lunar cycles. "That was a...
The next few weeks passed by quickly and relatively uneventfully. Uneventful that is unless you are a seventeen-year-old boy, soon to be eighteen, about to graduate from high school with final exams coming up, looking at colleges and all you can really think about is the most beautiful pussy in the world waiting for you at home. Probably the only thing that saved his academic career was Cheri's period starting less than a week later. This not only put the question of pregnancy in abeyance...
Nancy Nicholas was a certified college graduate with an impressive Grade Point Average. However, even she would have to admit that there was something to the repeated opinion from her more than strict father that she had very little common sense. She had been raised according to rigid standards of right and wrong and projected an aura of confused morality and naïve perspective on everything around her. Now that she was finished with college and her parents were sending her little sly hints...
In May of 2015 I had managed to get an internship at a production company for film in France. It was quite a good job, but it turned into a fantastic job, when I found out that we would be working on A indie film movie called A Tale Of Love And Darkness.I had seen Natalie Portman in "Black Swan" not long ago on DVD/Blu-Ray on my Spare time, but that movie featured her in a lot of makeup and eloborate costumes so I wasn't prepared for the amazingly beautiful young woman I would meet on my...
A Legal Beaver Chapter 8 By Stefanie Flowers Getting to see Janet and Sir Benjamin was not as easy as I had anticipated. Since both had disappeared together on some international junket our confrontation would have to be put on hold for a while. They were attending conferences and giving talks to promote recent medical advances in gender reassignment. No kidding, they were probably touting about their new procedure to change a persons gender by removing or donating Y chromosomes. I...
Joining the Army I graduated high school in 1991 and joined the Army shortly after. Upon graduation, I was stationed at FT Ord CA (Monterey/coastal area), where I purchased a motorcycle, figuring its CA and I could cruise along the coastline. I lived in the barracks with all the other guys, but since I was the odd man out, I was given my own room. Usually, lower ranking soldiers always have a roommate, but this unit placed me in an old room they had near the side entrance that was always loud...
My stepmom just helped me lose my virginity, and she guided me throughout the process. After reaching the climax, we were both lying down on the bed. She smiled at me as I looked at her. I turned towards her and put my hand on her boobs. “You are such a naughty boy, Pratyush,” she laughed as she rubbed my dick. It was all we. As she touched it, I started to get hard again. Then I asked her how she found the site. “Actually, that day, you haven’t locked the door. So when I went inside your room,...
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