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“Yes?”
“Oh good, because I don’t want to say this more than once…”
“What’s going on, Ian?” she laughed softly, curious at how disjointed and muffled his voice was – and how he was trying to keep from being overheard. He obviously had his hand over the mouthpiece of the phone. “Ian?”
“June, I waited,” he whispered.
“What do you mean ‘you waited’? Waited for what? You waited for… a family or… OOHHHH,” she breathed in dawning awareness, transfixed by this sudden confession from him. “Oh Ian – you waited for…that?”
“Yeah. It’s special, you know? I mean, at least Iwantit to be special, and it means a lot to me. I’m probably the biggest moron out there in the entire universe… but I take my promises, my faith, my ethics very strictly. You’ll never have to worry about me doing you wrong, because it’s just not in m-me,” he stammered softly, his voice breaking slightly with emotion as she closed her eyes in wonder, offering up a silent ‘Thank you’.
“I love that you think like this,” she admitted openly. “And I want to loveyou. Come home.”
“You’re sure? I mean, it’s okay if you change your mind or…”
“Ian?”
“Yeah?”
“Come home and let me show you how beautiful things will be between us, husband,” she breathed tearfully, already knowing deep within her heart that she had truly been blessed to have a second chance to love someone. Mark would always be there within her heart, but it was so very different. The love she felt for him was deep, innocent, and beautiful… but for Ian?
It was heady, powerful, and overwhelming.
“As you wish,” Ian breathed thickly in the receiver, and groaned. “Stupid calling card is counting down already, and…”
“It’s okay. We’ll have all the time in the world soon.”
“Yeah, we will. I love you so much, and we’ll figure this out together. I promise.”
“I love you too,” she said softly, feeling so strange to utter the words that she hadn’t said in years aloud finally, to a man she never expected to meet – and couldn’t imagine a life without him. “Be safe and let me know when you’re coming home.”
“Will do, Minx…” he whispered, and then the call disconnected.
She sat there silently, staring at the walls of the house and hearing Gigi walking around, investigating her new place… and it hit her. The walls were silent. There was no laughter, no echoing moments of memories. Everything was a blank slate just waiting to be filled, and it was just an empty house, not a home.
Months and years from now, she would feel much differently. There would be memories, lazy evenings cuddling and watching television. Those days were on the horizon where they would relax here together, dreaming of a future of their making. There could be early mornings waking up close to Ian, rising to make breakfast together, and talking… and someday?
Someday there would be the sound of children.
This house would transform into a Home… because of Ian.
21
JUNE
Three months later…
“Whooooooooo livesin a cute house so far from me?” Ian sang openly, playfully mimicking the sound of the SpongeBob SquarePants song.
“Your wife, Sel-kirk!” she chanted obligingly – making him chuckle that she was playing along with him.
She adored his little giggle that he would sometimes let slip, and pictured his affectionate grin that was probably plastered all over his handsome face.
“Lonely, adventurous, and passionate is she…” he sang again.
“Your wife, Sel-kirk!”
“My wife, Mrs. Selkirk…” he laughed happily, unable to continue singing as they both cracked up laughing together. “Hi my beloved Minx. How are you doing, hon?”
