In His Dreams
“She’d done so well he’d been startled today when she threw another tantrum. Just like old times. His spirit sank as he stood in the doorway and watched her.
“Bonnie, Aunt Marsha is busy. I can’t make her be home when I call.”
“She’s swimming, you said,” she screamed.
“Yes. That means she’s in the water and not in her house.”
“I want to go there.”
So do I, he thought as he struggled to remain calm. “Are you hungry? Maybe she’ll be back in the house if we eat something and then try again.”
Bonnie kicked at the chair legs, and he wanted to shake her into submission, but he couldn’t do that. He loved her and he understood her scenes were part of her illness, but living with her outbursts hanging over his head had taken its toll. Keeping his cool was getting harder and harder.
Jeff ignored her kicking and went to the refrigerator.
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