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After that magical night in the rain, something changed between us. Almost as if a veil lifted, I saw him for who he truly was.
Solomon Goldman wasn’t a killer.
He was a man who just wanted to belong, and he belonged to me.
Chapter Six
Sandman
She was still in a coma.
I never felt so helpless in my life. This was something I couldn’t fix. I was supposed to be her protector, the person who stood in front of her when danger was around. When she needed me most, I wasn’t there for her. I failed her, and now I was losing her.
I knew enough medical shit to know that the longer she was in a coma, the harder it would be for her to find her way out of it. From my understanding, the mind was a tricky thing. But I refused to give up. My Sunshine would never give up. It wasn’t in her nature.
Everyone came by to spend some time with her. Those who knew my Sunshine loved her dearly. She had a way of winning the hearts of everyone around her. Her beauty shined through like a beacon of love, and it drew people to her. Even members of the town came by to visit. Some I’d never met before stopped by to pray, bring flowers, and give their well wishes.
I just wanted her to wake up.
I needed her to look me in the eye and tell me she was still there. That she was still my Sunshine. I didn’t know what I would do if she didn’t. I tried not to think about it. I didn’t know what a life without her would be like. I didn’t want to know. She was my sun, my moon, my stars, my universe. I was nothing anymore without her. My world revolved around her. Had from the first moment I saw her.
“Please, Sunshine, wake up,” I whispered, holding her hand in mine as I looked at her beautiful face.
“Papa?” I heard my daughter Soleil whisper.
Looking at the door, I spotted Jessica, along with several of the other wives. Women who meant something to me. Not like my Sunshine, but I cared about them. They were the ones who let me be myself. They didn’t expect anything from me.
No.
They loved me.
All the good and the bad.
“I’m sorry, Solomon. She wanted to see you.”
Nodding, I rubbed my face, clearing the cobwebs and strains away, as I smiled. “Come here, my little sun.”
My little girl walked over to me.
Reaching down, I picked her up and held her close as she sat in my lap. She was still so small, as she curled her little body close to mine. Her thumb immediately went to her mouth. I said nothing as our daughter took in the state of her mother.
“Momma got a boo-boo?” my daughter asked, pointing at the cast on her mother’s leg.
“Yes, baby.”
“Momma get better?”
“I hope so, Soleil.”
“I miss momma.”
“I do too, baby. I do too,” I barely said as a tear rolled down my face. Shaking my head, I looked at Jessica, who rushed over, picking up my daughter. “Come on, sweet girl. Let’s go see if we can find some ice cream in the cafeteria.”
The other women said nothing as they all filed out after Jessica. I was thankful that Jessica brought Soleil so she could see her mother, but my heart was already breaking. I couldn’t take hers as well. I didn’t want her to be upset or worried.
No child should ever have to feel these emotions of worry, loss, or despair. The hardest part about all this was not knowing what tomorrow would bring. Would my sunshine be with me tomorrow? Would she be awakened from her coma? Would the doctors notice an increase in her brain activity? Would our baby survive another day? The questions were endless, and it was too much.
Even for me.
