his conversation.
“Yes, of course. Yes, I’ll come as soon as possible. Yes, do whatever is necessary, just don’t let anything happen to her. I know. Yes. I’ll fly out as soon as I possibly can. Yeah, see you.”
“Nick, what is wrong?”
“That was my mother’s cardiologist. She’s been admitted to hospital. She suffered a massive heart attack. I have to go!”
“Of course you do.”
“Come with me?”
“Oh Nick no! All this flying to and from New York is eating at my savings!”
“I didn’t ask you to pay for your flight, Selena, just that you come with me!”
“But that’s the thing, Nick. I can’t. This thing we have, it can’t really go on!”
“What in hell’s name are you talking about, Selena? I love you! Come with me!”
Tucking the sheet she had wrapped around herself tighter, Selena shook her head. “No. You don’t love me, Nick, you love who I used to be! I cannot remember that person, don’t you understand? Don’t you get it? I am me. That Selena was... Don’t you get it? You are in love with a different woman, from a different time! This is now, and this is me. A singer. I go to a bar every night and I literally sing for my supper! I live in an apartment that you would not really be seen dead in, except it's miles away from where anyone knows you, and I have no recollection of who I once used to be, what I did, even of what my dreams and my aspirations were! I am not that Selena! Not the one in your head! You don’t really know anything about me, except what you have imagined, and you want back what you lost. I am sorry, but I cannot be that person! That Selena died the day that car hit her on the street corner, along with her unborn child, and this is the one that woke up in that hospital! Me!”
Nick ran his fingers through his hair, a gesture, she had noticed, he did whenever he was frustrated.
“Look, this is not over! I have to go, my mother needs me, hell, she may even be dying, and I need to arrange for a flight out of here. I have to tell you, I seem to have a constant case of jet lag. But hear this: I will be back! I am not giving up on you, on us! I know what we had, and I know we can have it again! This is not the end of this story, do you hear me?”
She looked on in silence as he gathered his clothing, donned it, and stalked out her apartment, slamming the door so hard that it bounced back on its hinges.
Chapter 10
Nick entered ICU where his mother was attached to various monitors. He felt as if he had been through a washing machine and dryer. His eyes were gritty from lack of sleep and his body was exhausted, the recent flights having played havoc on it, and he wanted nothing than to go sleep for a week. The jet lag was killing him.
“Mother.”
Cecily Duvall cracked open her eyes. “Nick, you are here.”
“Yeah, the Doc says you should be out of here in a little while if you keep on progressing the way you have been doing.”
“I heard you had found her again.”
“Selena? Yes, I have. We need to talk about that when you are better.”
“No. What your father and I did was wrong. We thought, at the time, that she was wrong for you, that we knew better, and that is why we did what we did. We bought her father off, and in so doing, we sold your happiness, and I am so sorry about it, son.”
Nick squeezed his mother’s frail hand. “It’s over. Okay? You just get better. I don’t want to lose you.”
Cecily closed her eyes, and slept.
***
Selena was woken up by a pounding sound. Squinting, she looked at her clock on the bedside table. It was just before 9 a.m. “Why do people bother you so early in the morning when you work at night?” she asked it, as if it could answer her back. The pounding started up again. “Hold on I’m coming!” Sliding out of bed, she
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