Love Forever After (Candle Light Series) Read Free Page A

kitchen was empty and the steaming pot was left unattended. Kristy must have gone into the bedroom.
    “No one. I’m making some beef stew, with no beef. Would you like to stay for dinner?” I asked half heartedly begging he would say no.
    “Wow, no beef? My sister ruined you!” He joked sadly, “No, I’m not going to stay for too long.”
    Yes! “So what brings you by?”
    “I heard you’re back at work. Don’t you think it’s too soon?”
    I should have expected this, but it was out of place that Morris was the one who was here asking. This was Sandra’s forte. “What would your sister say?”
    He took off his coat and sat down. “Live while you still have a life to live.”
    I sat down opposite him, “Exactly.”
    He looked around for a while before he settled on me, he looked distressed and confused, “How can you stand to stay here, don’t the memories torture you?”
    I’d never thought of moving, it wasn’t an option for me, and one I wasn’t willing to consider, “It’s why I stay, the memories keep me sane.” 
    “Everyone has their own way of coping.” Morris’s face dulled before it creased in anger, “I talked to the district attorney today, he said the judge will rule on the sentencing tomorrow. I hope he gets life for what he did to my sister!”
    I felt a cold chill run over me. It had been a while since I bothered to think of my wife’s murderer. I never attended a single trail; I found it difficult just sitting there, with the killer a few feet away from me and not attack him. The night of the accident still played in my mind like a movie that was stuck on a loop.
    We just had dinner to celebrate our third anniversary. We got in the car and drove talking and laughing about the chef who told off a customer after he sent back his steak complaining it wasn’t well done.  We were so sure the chef was going to show him how well done he could make him and his steak. I tried to slow down when we got to a red light but the car wouldn’t stop. We crossed into the intersection and the next thing I heard was my wife screaming as two bright lights came for us. I pulled her down and covered her as much as I could with my body and then the car was hit. The last thing I heard was metal crushing against metal as the car spun after we were hit again at the back before everything went black.
    I woke up in the hospital after been in a coma for two weeks to be told my wife was dead. I went so crazy with rage and sorrow that the doctors had to sedate me at a three hourly interval and kept me strapped to my bed. I wanted to die that day, but I wanted to kill the man who did this too me and more.
    The police caught the man who killed my wife a few weeks later. He was apparently someone my wife’s protesting group had managed to shut down because of his illegal disease experiments on animals. He’d lost everything he owned. I always wondered why he picked her and not someone else to take revenge on. There were three other protest leaders to choose from.
    I blinked a few times and pulled myself out of the painful daze I was in. I looked up at Morris’s worried face, and smiled. “They caught him and he’s going to pay for what he did to us. But we need to go on with our lives now that the final chapter is over and done with.”
    Morris’s face relaxed, “You should give me the number to that shrink your mother got you. She seems to be a miracle worker.”
    I laughed, glad we were changing the topic, “She’s cute too, and maybe she’ll be able to convince you to stop being a bachelor.”
    “I highly doubt that. I’m the black version of your brother Ron, love them and leave them. Speaking of Casanova, when will we see him again?”
    “Ask your sister to call him, he’ll come running.” I laughed.
    Morris laughed. “He’ll come running alright, I just hope with a bullet proof vest on.”
    Sandra had drooled over Ronald once, but after their one date she made a complete one eighty and now