I shook my head. “No more secrets.”
“Here’s what’s going to happen in two days.” He gave me a playful smile.
“Two days?”
“I’ll be able to walk around by then, even bend my knees.”
I laughed. “Bend your knees, really?”
“Yes.”
“You can’t bend them now?”
“Not the way I want to.”
“And how do you want to bend you knees?”
He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it. “I’m going to bend down on one knee and ask the most beautiful woman in the world to marry me. I plan to remind her of how much I love her, and make sure she knows she’s mine.”
My heart squeezed. “That sounds like a very lucky woman.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah. I know she’ll say yes.”
“Yeah?” He chuckled. “That makes me one hell of a lucky guy.”
I moved forward to kiss him as
Matthew rushed into the room carrying bags of Cheetos.
“Yes!” Gio smiled. “Now this is what I call food. The little guy knows me.”
Matthew started laughing and the two began feasting away on the junk food.
I looked at the both of them and finally …
finally, I felt like I had everything I’d ever wanted. I found that happiness I longed for. The kind of happiness that made me feel alive.
I remembered it and remembered how I used to long for it.
I had that again and it was all because of him.
Epilogue
Gio
6months later …
I came here once before we left for Chicago.
We were visiting Paul and I thought I’d take my journey to the cemetery once more.
Twice in one year was a lot more than the nothing it had been over the last eight years.
Last time I came to test how I’d feel.
Lyssa and I both went together. She’d told me that up until my arrival she used to go to the parking lot. She’d stopped doing that, because it had lost its significance. She said she went there to be close to the last shred of life he’d had. But none of us knew where he actually died.