Between the two of us, I had most to lose, that was obvious. Kathy would survive – she was fond of saying she was tough as nails. She’d pick herself up, dust herself off and forget all about me. But I wouldn’t forget about her. How could I? Without Kathy, I’d return to that empty, solitary existence I had endured before. I’d never meet anyone like her again, never have that same connection, or experience that depth of feeling for another human being. She was the love of my life – she was my life – and I wasn’t ready to give her up. Not yet. Even though she had betrayed me, I still loved her.
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