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Ron's Devastating Conversation

With Annette

By

Mario V. Farina



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"Hello darling, I'm here! Are you ready to get cozy?"

"Oh, hello, Ron! I didn't hear you come in. I was napping. Please come sit with me, I want to have a little chat with you."

"Certainly, darling. Let's make it brief. I'm ready for a little snoozy!"

She had been lying on the couch. She straightened up and waited for him to sit beside her. He put his arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek. That's Annette on the cover of this story!

"I was wondering if you could give me an update on your conversations with your wife," she said.

"I haven't said much on that topic," he replied. "There's not much change."

"She's still pondering when would be the most convenient time for the divorce?"

"Yes, honey, if you want, I can ask her again."

"She's been pondering about this for several weeks."

"Well, you know how it is with some women, dear one, they ponder more slowly than others."

"So it seems!"

"Ready now for some snoozy?"

"No, not quite. I thought I would tell you that I went to see Madeline this morning while you were at work."

"No! You didn't! Why, for goodness sake?"

"I thought I would ask her myself why it was taking so long."

"I can't believe this!"

"She's a lovely woman, Ron. She smiled at me when I rang the doorbell. I told her who I was, but she didn't seem to recognize my name. You did tell her my name, didn't you?"

"Well, sort of. She might have forgotten it."

"She didn't seem to be the forgetful type, Ron. She asked me to sit down, and looked puzzled about why I had come to see her. I gave her my name again, and told her that I was acquainted with you."

"No!"

"I told her, you and I had been seeing each other for about a year, and that we were in love, and that you have promised him a divorce, and it was just a matter of time before you would agree as to when that would be. Ron, all this seemed new to her!"

"I – I – can't explain it."

"Because of her forgetfulness?"

"Maybe so. I don't know."

"She seemed really upset with what I said. I felt sorry for her. She didn't accept what I said at first, but when I told her a few intimate things I knew about you, she began to believe me."

Ronald Graham couldn't think of anything to say.

"She was especially upset when I told her that you and she had not had any activity in a long time that loving husbands and wives normally do. She insisted that was grossly wrong, exactly the opposite. Ron, why did you lie to me about that?"

"I didn't lie! It was true. Depends on how you define normal activity."

"Oh, sort of like defining what the meaning of is is?"

"Maybe. You say she was a little upset?"

"Yes, if you could define, a little upset as hysterical crying and using language that I really don't want to repeat right now."

"Annette, I wish you hadn't done this."

"Why is that? Because Madeline became so upset, or because you were enjoying all the milk you are getting without buying the cow?"

He was silent.

"Ron, I think you should call her on the phone before you go home tonight. She went to the drawer of the end table in the living room and took out a gun. I was afraid she was going use it on me. But, no, she just wanted to check to see that it was loaded."

"The gun?" Ronald said, visibly shaken up.

"The good news is she doesn't know how to use a gun. She didn't even know how to find out if it was loaded.

Relieved, Ron muttered, "Thank God!"

"I showed her!" Annette said. "Yes, I actually showed her! It was loaded! I didn't have to explain the trigger, though. She does know how to use that! She asked me not to tell you she'd be waiting for you to come home. I promised I wouldn't tell. But despite how I feel about you now, I had to tell you. I would feel guilty if I had anything to do with your death."

"Annette, Annette, I'm so sorry I lied to you! I promise I won't ever do that again! What can I do to make everything right?

"Ron, I don't think you can make anything right with Madeline. I've never seen a woman so angry. She was hollering about getting the best lawyers in town, emptying all the savings accounts, selling the stock's, making sure you would greatly suffer before you die. There was a lot more, but I don't remember some of it. It might be better if you don't go home tonight. As for me, I'm almost as angry as Madeline was, but in a much more restrained way."

"Annette, dear. I have truly loved you. We've had fun. You loved me. I didn't take anything from you. Can't we just stay friends?"

"You did rob me, Ron! And please don't say darling, honey, dear, to me ever again. I'm not your honey, dear, darling anymore. You robbed me of a year of my life with your lies and empty promises, a year that I could have been spending with someone more honest, who I could have loved, and who I could have made plans with for the future. Now I'll have to start searching for this dream all over again. There is no love in me for you; only rage and hate. I don't have a gun, and that might be a lucky thing for you. But no, despite how I feel about you, I wouldn't waste my time using it, and destroying my own life, doing anything stupid like that!"

Ronald removed his arm from around her waist, and stood. "I think I'd better go," he said. "I don't know where, or what I'll do when I get there. Staying here will only make things worse!"

"Wait," Annette said. "Before you go, I'd like to say something final to you, taken right out of history. "God speed, Ron Graham! You're going on an important mission crucial to the rest of your life. Though, at present, I have no respect for you, no admiration, no love, I do wish that you orbit your thoughts wisely and return to humankind a better person!"
















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