Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
She got to see Dylan’s ex-wife, and she could have easily been mistaken for a supermodel. She was so beautiful.
There was no way Robin would be able to compete. She still hadn’t taken that pregnancy test, and now she’d been proposed to as well. This day had been so very strange, and she wasn’t sure if it was going to get any better, or worse. Releasing a breath, she ran her hands over the top of the grass. It felt smooth.
“You’re looking a little too sad for a woman who is meant to be in love.”
Robin turned to see the older woman, Elizabeth, coming toward her.
“Hello, Elizabeth,” Robin said.
“Now, you can’t tell me you’re sad. I won’t accept it.” Elizabeth moved toward her and slowly lowered down to the ground.
“Are you okay?” Robin asked.
“I’m fine. Just getting a little too old.” She let out a sigh. “You know we spend way too much of our time, wanting it to pass. As children, we’re always excited about vacation days and Santa coming, and then as we get older, we want the things that age stops us from having. So we wish life by so fast. Then when we’re older, some of us end up in jobs that we spend most of the days wishing were over.” Elizabeth sighed. “There was a short time where I wished for time to fly so I could be back again with my William. He was my husband. My soulmate. I wish the young would listen. Slow down. Learn to love life. Living in the fast lane is short-lived, and the truth is, no one is really going to remember you when you’re gone, and some people, if they are remembered, are not going to be remembered for the right reasons.”
Robin looked toward Elizabeth and couldn’t help but see how frail she looked.
“My time is ebbing away. I can feel it. I know it is nearly over.”
She hadn’t known this woman long, and had only talked to her twice now, but Robin felt so sad at the news.
“I’m going to see my William soon, and I have a feeling I’m not going to see a brand-new couple enter that house.”
“Elizabeth,” she said. “Please, don’t worry.”
“Even when life was hard, seeing those couples come and go gave me hope. It made me have a little faith that everything was going to be okay.”
Robin reached out for her. “It is going to be okay. I promise. Dylan proposed to me. We’re going to start a life together. Him, me, and Buttercup.”
Elizabeth squeezed her hand a little tighter. “Then tell me, sweetheart, why are you here, and he’s not?”
She shrugged. “His ex-wife came knocking on my door. She demanded he talk to her.”
“And you allowed that?” Elizabeth asked.
“She’s his ex-wife and she’s so beautiful and I just … he might want to go back with her. They were married.” She wasn’t going to tell Elizabeth about his relationship or the lies. “Sometimes distance makes the heart grow fonder.”
“He proposed to you. He took you out on that anniversary vacation, and you both had a really good time.”
Robin frowned, turning to look at Elizabeth.
“I have ways and means of finding out everything I want. Don’t stress about it. I didn’t stalk you or anything.”
This made Robin laugh, but she felt that maybe the sound was verging on hysterical.
“Okay,” she said.
“There is nothing wrong with fighting for your man. If you love Dylan, and honey, I think you do, then go and fight for him. She is the ex for a reason, and if you love him and you know you’re going to be better for him, then go and fight for him. Don’t let him get away. Fight for what you know to be right. Fight for him. All marriages are hard. They require give-and-take, and you’ve got to learn when to fight and when to say no.”
Robin gasped as Buttercup came back to her, licking at her hands. She smiled and then pressed her face against the dog’s neck. Buttercup climbed into her lap and settled down.
“And I think we both know that dog is not going to love just any mommy,” Elizabeth said. “Dogs have a way of knowing what is right. Now, help this old lady up, before I get too stiff to move.”
Robin got to her feet and helped Elizabeth to her feet.
“Thank you,” Robin said.
“No, thank you, for giving this woman a final slice of heaven and hope.” Elizabeth gripped her hands tightly. “There’s nothing wrong with being nervous, or falling in love, or living life. Always live life to the fullest, and never let a single moment pass you by. Sometimes in life, you have to fight for what you want.”
Robin wrapped her arms around Elizabeth’s neck. “Thank you.”
“No, sweetheart, thank you. Now, go.”
She didn’t need telling twice. She bent down and secured Buttercup back on the lead, and took off toward the gate. Robin thought about Elizabeth and if she needed help getting back to the car, but as she turned around, there was no sign of Elizabeth.