Kurt began, his eyes reflecting a touch of sadness, “Look, you’re one of my most trusted relatives,” he began. A benevolent smile spread across Dwayne’s face when Kurt dropped that line. “Cous, this is my wife you’re talking about and I am still in love with her, if you haven’t noticed.”
“Well, that just might explain why you’re not dipping your straw into some serious chocolate sundae right now. I’m talk’n with whipped cream and fudge,” Dwayne chuckled, as he patted Kurt on the shoulder. “And let’s not forget the cherry on top.”
Kurt released an exasperated sigh. “Listen, women and sex is not the issue here, cous. At least, not with me. What you’re talking about is one thing. What I’m talking about is another. I’m talking about love and commitment. And simply put, I know that my wife still loves me.”
“Perhaps. But where is this thing called love getting you? Where? Look at you. You look as though you’ve already lost twenty pounds worrying over that woman.”
“Thank you, but I needed to lose the weight, just the same.”
“Well, I’m not going to argue with you on that. But I’m tell’n you. There are family members who are bitter about the way she left you hanging out to dry like this, especially right after you had just lost your job. Hell, your situation wasn’t so bad that she couldn’t stay a little while longer. The general family consensus is that she could have hung in there with you. At least until you got back on your feet. After all, you were not being abusive to her in anyway.”
Kurt rolled his eyes heavenward, wondering how and exactly when he had become the center of everyone’s concern. Besides, where was family before this?
Running his fingers through his hair, he stood up. “Look, Dwayne. I don’t expect you or anyone else to fully understand my situation with Leslie but we have something special, something real. Something worth fighting for, man.”
“Well, if that is so, why isn’t she here with you?”
Kurt exhaled. “Lord knows. But I aim to find out.”
“I’m sure you will.”
“Look, my hope is to win my wife back. That’s the bottom line.”
Dwayne shook his head as the two paced the floor in silence.
Then their gaze met.
“Let me ask you something, Kurt,” Dwayne said, with his hands on his hips like an attorney about to plead his case before a jury. “How long has it been since Leslie left you?”
“About nine months.”
“And how often do you two get to see one another?”
“She flies here at least every couple of months. The last time we met, I flew to Oklahoma to be with her.”
“So, you’re telling me that she doesn’t want a divorce, but she doesn’t want to live with you either. And you’re content with having just a part time wife?”
“I never said that. The position is still a full time position. And I’ve stressed this fact with her every chance I see her.”
After a pause, Dwayne continued his cross-examination. “I was just wondering. When you two get together, I imagine you two are intimate.”
Kurt lowered his head, as if to contemplate whether or not to respond to this very private and personal question. With slightly averted eyes, he said, “We’re as intimate as any other married couple.”
“Okay. Let me try to understand this. You live apart, but when you two are around one another you get along like pals, more like college sweethearts. You go out on the town, enjoy one another’s company, hug and kiss, and are intimate. And when the gig is up, you both go your own separate ways. Trust me on this. There’s something she’s not tell’n you, cous.”
“Yeah, you go figure.”
“Or perhaps something you’re not tell’n me.”
“Like I said, go figure,” Kurt replied slightly annoyed. “And there’s nothing more I can add to the discussion.”
“I wished I had the time to probe you a little more. But I have to be going. You know how Jacqui is when I run late for
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