Bygones
“The man glanced at his wife, then shook his head. “No, thanks. Just the check, please.”
“Coming right up.” Marie nearly skipped to the back to tally the tab. Her heart continued to sing despite the gloomy weather outside the café. The wonderful afternoon two days ago with Art, Joanna, Leo, Conrad, and their families—talking, laughing, hugging, bonding—still lingered, offering a peace and acceptance that resulted in an explosion of joy. Thank You, Lord, for this step toward reconciling with my family. She couldn’t stifle the smile on her face, even when patrons didn’t respond to it.
They would respond someday, she assured herself. If her family could welcome her back, the community would, too, given time. And if they didn’t? She shrugged as she wrote the final dollar amount at the bottom of the ticket. She would be fine. She had her God, her daughter, and her sister and brothers again. That was more than she’d ever hoped to have.
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