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Authors: Debbie Viguié
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was something wrong with her.
And everyone here knows it.
Jeremiah was in the writing room talking with a uniformed officer whose nametag said Liam. She winced when she saw that Jeremiah’s cheek was still red where she had struck him.
Jeremiah turned, saw her, and started toward her. When he was in front of her he started to reach out then checked himself and looked at Mark.
“It’s okay, you can touch her, she’s not going to break,” Mark said.
Jeremiah nodded and reached out and hugged her.
She leaned into his chest and fought against starting to cry all over again.
“It’s okay,” she heard him whisper.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and felt herself shudder. “I thought something had happened to you.”
“I’m so sorry I scared you.”
She nodded, unable to say anything else around the lump in her throat.
“I’ll give you two a minute and then I want to show Cindy what you found,” Mark said.
Cindy couldn’t help but think that Mark was crazy. It was going to take more than a minute for her to be even remotely okay enough to be able to stand on her own.
Jeremiah locked eyes with Mark and the detective nodded before heading toward the master bedroom. He returned his attention to Cindy. She had her head buried in his chest and he was holding her up. He would gladly hold her up all night if it would help her.
His heart was breaking for her. He had been a fool not to see this coming. Mark hadn’t seemed at all surprised. Then again, he saw people living through horrific situations all the time. Most of Jeremiah’s counseling duties had nothing to do with helping people survive the kind of horror Cindy had lived through.
“We’re going to get through this,” he reassured her.
He felt a slight motion, he hoped it was a nod. He rested his chin on the top of her head and closed his eyes, wishing he could take the pain away. He felt a surge of guilt, but he had to remind himself that he hadn’t brought this nightmare on her. What had happened to her in Hawaii wasn’t his fault and could have, probably would have, happened even if she had never met him.
All he could do was be there for her, be kind and listen and help her get through this.
“It’s going to be okay, I promise.”
This time he knew she nodded her head which relieved him a little bit.
Around them the police officers continued to do their jobs. Finally after another minute he felt Cindy begin to straighten. He let her push away from him when she was ready.
Her eyes were red and puffy and he fought the urge to wipe the tears from her cheeks. He would do anything to wipe the haunted look from her eyes and to make her smile again. She stared at him, so vulnerable, so raw, and he couldn’t stand it. He needed to make it better.
He started to lean down toward her and then froze as he realized what he had been about to do. She didn’t seem to realize, just kept staring at him with that same lost look. He could feel panic creeping over him and for the first time in a very long time he had absolutely no idea what to do.
“You’re looking better,” Mark said.
Jeremiah flinched and Cindy turned away to face Mark, dashing away the tears from under her eyes.
“I am doing a bit better,” she said.
Her voice sounded stronger.
But Jeremiah had lost his.
Her legs were steady and holding her up on their own now.
His were about to collapse.
She was putting on a brave face, struggling to pretend, to make everything okay.
Jeremiah was certain he would never be okay ever again.
“So, are you ready to see what the rabbi found?” Mark asked cheerfully.
“Yes, I’m ready,” she said.
“Come with me.”
Mark turned and left the room. Cindy followed him.
Jeremiah was rooted to the ground but his eyes followed until she was lost to sight.
His entire world was collapsing around him. And she didn’t even know. She didn’t realize what had just happened. She had no clue how near she had come to disaster.
But
And everyone here knows it.
Jeremiah was in the writing room talking with a uniformed officer whose nametag said Liam. She winced when she saw that Jeremiah’s cheek was still red where she had struck him.
Jeremiah turned, saw her, and started toward her. When he was in front of her he started to reach out then checked himself and looked at Mark.
“It’s okay, you can touch her, she’s not going to break,” Mark said.
Jeremiah nodded and reached out and hugged her.
She leaned into his chest and fought against starting to cry all over again.
“It’s okay,” she heard him whisper.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and felt herself shudder. “I thought something had happened to you.”
“I’m so sorry I scared you.”
She nodded, unable to say anything else around the lump in her throat.
“I’ll give you two a minute and then I want to show Cindy what you found,” Mark said.
Cindy couldn’t help but think that Mark was crazy. It was going to take more than a minute for her to be even remotely okay enough to be able to stand on her own.
Jeremiah locked eyes with Mark and the detective nodded before heading toward the master bedroom. He returned his attention to Cindy. She had her head buried in his chest and he was holding her up. He would gladly hold her up all night if it would help her.
His heart was breaking for her. He had been a fool not to see this coming. Mark hadn’t seemed at all surprised. Then again, he saw people living through horrific situations all the time. Most of Jeremiah’s counseling duties had nothing to do with helping people survive the kind of horror Cindy had lived through.
“We’re going to get through this,” he reassured her.
He felt a slight motion, he hoped it was a nod. He rested his chin on the top of her head and closed his eyes, wishing he could take the pain away. He felt a surge of guilt, but he had to remind himself that he hadn’t brought this nightmare on her. What had happened to her in Hawaii wasn’t his fault and could have, probably would have, happened even if she had never met him.
All he could do was be there for her, be kind and listen and help her get through this.
“It’s going to be okay, I promise.”
This time he knew she nodded her head which relieved him a little bit.
Around them the police officers continued to do their jobs. Finally after another minute he felt Cindy begin to straighten. He let her push away from him when she was ready.
Her eyes were red and puffy and he fought the urge to wipe the tears from her cheeks. He would do anything to wipe the haunted look from her eyes and to make her smile again. She stared at him, so vulnerable, so raw, and he couldn’t stand it. He needed to make it better.
He started to lean down toward her and then froze as he realized what he had been about to do. She didn’t seem to realize, just kept staring at him with that same lost look. He could feel panic creeping over him and for the first time in a very long time he had absolutely no idea what to do.
“You’re looking better,” Mark said.
Jeremiah flinched and Cindy turned away to face Mark, dashing away the tears from under her eyes.
“I am doing a bit better,” she said.
Her voice sounded stronger.
But Jeremiah had lost his.
Her legs were steady and holding her up on their own now.
His were about to collapse.
She was putting on a brave face, struggling to pretend, to make everything okay.
Jeremiah was certain he would never be okay ever again.
“So, are you ready to see what the rabbi found?” Mark asked cheerfully.
“Yes, I’m ready,” she said.
“Come with me.”
Mark turned and left the room. Cindy followed him.
Jeremiah was rooted to the ground but his eyes followed until she was lost to sight.
His entire world was collapsing around him. And she didn’t even know. She didn’t realize what had just happened. She had no clue how near she had come to disaster.
But
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