Michael didn’t answer that.
“He was dying,” Michael continued. “He knew it. He told me Linda couldn’t lose another parent. He begged me to take his place.”
“Don’t dress this up as noble,” Linda said, her voice cutting. “You made me doubt my own mind. You let me mourn my father while looking at his face every day.”
“There was an accident…”
He had no answer for that.
Then he turned to me. “I never lied about loving you.”
And the terrible thing was, I believed him. But love built on theft is still theft. Love that requires another person’s life to be erased is not love you can trust.
“You didn’t just lie. You erased someone. Then you asked me to stand in front of God and marry the lie.” I slipped off my ring and placed it in his palm. “I can’t do it. I won’t.”
Nobody moved.
“I never lied about loving you.”
I turned to Linda. Tears streamed down her face.
“You deserved the truth a long time ago,” I said.
She made a broken sound, half sob and half laugh, and nodded.
I walked out of that backyard alone.
* * *
The marriage was annulled.
There were police reports, lawyers, and ugly conversations about identity fraud.
Michael was arrested.
“You deserved the truth a long time ago.”
I still go to church. Some people look at me with pity, some with admiration, most with discomfort. A scandal like that never really goes away.
Linda and I have coffee every Thursday. Last week she said, “You know, you’re the only good thing that came out of this.”
I smiled at my cup. “That is a terrible compliment.”
“It’s the best I’ve got.”
I looked at her and felt something settle quietly into place. A steadiness. A return to myself.
“After losing my Daniel, I’ve come to realize that some losses divide your life into before and after,” I replied.
He took my hand in his. “That’s exactly how I felt.”
That was around the time I started thinking I could love again. I was loving again.
Then I met Linda.
Arthur had invited me to dinner, and she arrived halfway through dessert — tall and neat, with dark hair pinned back and a face like stone.
Arthur stiffened when she entered. That was the first odd thing. He seemed nervous.
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