star maps and all kinds of things. He was good at math and science and all thatâbut heâs selling insurance.â
Ramonaâs healing instincts prickled, and although she hated herself for it, she found she could not resist drawing him out on the subject. Perhaps he would reveal some key to his own troubles. âOkay. I set out to be a doctor, and I am one. You were a soldier.â
ââWereâ being the operative word in my case.â There was only a hint of rancor in his voice. âI donât know what I mean, really. It just seems at times that nobody ever really gets what they want.â He gestured toward a table nearby, filled with a crowd of young people. âI mean, look at those kids. I bet there are aspiring writers and singers and world leaders among them, and how many will really do what they want to do?â
Ramona didnât speak for a moment, mulling over the right words. He looked at her, and for a fleeting heartbeat, she saw raw, screaming pain in the depths of his eyes.
Then it was gone and he nudged the dice toward her. âYour turn.â
She rolled and moved. âYour friend, Jed, leads the local astronomy society.â
âOh, thatâs very exciting.â
âNo, now thatâs not fair. He loves the stars, and he gets to share that love with others. Maybe he isnât going to walk on the moon, but that doesnât change his love of it or the passion he feels toward space, does it?â
âIt isnât the same, Ramona, and you know it.â His eyes narrowed. âLeading the astronomy society is not the same as being in space.â
âYouâre right,â she said slowly. âBut I know Jed. Heâs one of the happiest men I know.â She smiled gently. âHe has six children, did you know that? Two are foster children he adopted. His wife worships the ground he walks on and sheâs one of the kindest, most loving people youâd find anywhere. Jed didnât become an astronaut because she got pregnant when they were first married, and he chose to come back to Red Creek so his child would have the same childhood he did.â
âDonât you think he ever wishes things turned out differently?â
âI have no idea. Maybe. We canât ever know whatâs way down deep in someoneâs heart, but my guess would be no. I donât think he minds. Maybe sometimes when heâs gazing up at the Pleiades, he wonders what it would have been like to build a space station, but I bet itâs just a momentâs twinge. I doubt he would trade the life he has for the life he wanted.â She looked at the table of earnest young people. âThe aspiring writer in that group might end up doing technical writing, and the singer might only end up with one of the biggest CD collections in the state, but both of them will be the richer for having dreamed, for having striven to reach something beyond themselves.â
He nodded, but Ramona could tell he didnât agree with her. Not for one second.
âYou donât buy it,â she said. âWhy not?â
âItâs not that. Look, Iâm sure Jed is happy. He always liked kids,â he said slowly. A thoughtful frown creased his brow, and he looked consideringly over his shoulder at the crowd. âMaybe itâs like that old expression, âBe careful what you ask for.â My mom always told us to be careful, because what you end up getting may prove to be a disaster.â
Ramona only murmured assent quietly, afraid to disturb the flow of his words.
âShe wanted a rich manâor thought she did.â Jake gave Ramona a wry smile. âHard to believe she really thought that was what she wanted, isnât it?â
She nodded. âSheâs a very down-to-earth woman.â
âShe is. But her dad ran off after the war, and her mother had to take in sewing and clean houses and work as a waitress to make
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