For visually challenged writers, the image shows an odd and ancient-looking magpie with milky eyes and one wing folded over his back, almost like a cloak.
This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story.
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
Jack wondered how much of this story he should tell the boys and even Joanne. Although he came over here searching for her, she wasn’t easy to find although she did keep his last name. He was concerned with how everyone would take this.
He thought about whether he should continue with the boys in the room. His gaze wandered out the window, and he saw an odd and ancient-looking magpie with milky eyes, a harbinger of things to come.
Taking a deep breath, he continued. They had a right to know.
“Here’s the thing. I raised the boy I thought was Oliver and Joanne supposedly had John,” Jack said.
“Wait a minute supposedly I had John? That was the plan.”
“I know it was, but what we didn’t realize was that there was a screw-up at the hospital when they were born, and we each got the opposite baby. I have John, and you have Oliver.”
“How can this be?” Joanne asked, becoming increasingly upset, and she glanced at the boys. Both were staring silently at their parents. “How did you find out, Jack?”
“Well, we know that Oliver was born with one kidney. I have worked to make sure that he avoids most sports to protect the one kidney. Last month he got injured at school playing games, and when we had the tests, I was astonished to see that he had two kidneys. I had them repeat the tests. He definitely has two kidneys.”
“But I have let John play whatever sports he wanted as I had no idea he had only one kidney. He is a fantastic football player, and now he can’t play due to a hospital mixup? I know he is upset right now and I have to say I am too.”
“He doesn’t have to stop unless he wants to. As long as he understands the dangers, he can make the decision to play if he chooses. He is almost an adult.”
“Is that why you came here?”
“Actually no, it isn’t the only reason. I convinced myself that I loved Priscilla and asked you for a divorce, but I haven’t stopped loving you. Every now and then I would hire a detective to look for you, but it wasn’t until John started excelling at sports that you showed up in the searches by my detective.”
“You love me, still?”
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.