you havenât worked until now. Iâm sure your parents really care about you.â
âThey do. Maybe too much.â
Just as he was letting that sink in, Penny surprised him again. Curving her lips, she said, âI guess, Michael Knoxx, I should be thanking you. After all, you are the real reason I have a job today. So even though I am mighty sorry you are ailing, I do owe you a great deal of thanks.â
He shook his head in wonderment. âThatâs really something. Are you glad about this?â
âAbout having a job? Certainly!â
He laughed. Talk about a girl putting him in his place. Her complete insistence that he was nothing more than an obligation to her should have pinched his ego. Instead, he found it amusing.
âWell, youâre welcome, then. I am glad my bad leg is going to bring you some good.â
Immediately, embarrassment filled her cheeks. âIâm sorry. I didnât mean that I was glad you are going to have surgery.â
âOf course you didnât. Donât mind me. Sometimes I try to make a joke and it falls a little flat. I think thatâs what happened here.â
Looking serious, she leaned forward. âAre you scared about the operation?â
He couldnât lie. âIâm not as much scared as I am dreading it. Itâs come at a bad time.â He didnât know how else to describe his feelings. They were too complex even for him to try to analyze, let alone explain to a stranger.
âThereâs probably never a good time, I wouldnât think.â
She was right, of course.
But heâd been worrying about fulfilling his familyâs obligations. Determined to keep on their schedule, and do what was expected of him.
Penny was staring at him with such genuine sympathy, it humbled him. âI hope your recovery wonât be too terrible. I truly am sorry about you needinâ another surgery on your leg.â
âYears ago, when I had the first of the operations, the surgeons told me that my surgery was a difficult one. I had secretly wondered if I was going to wake up from it at all. There was even talk of them amputating above my knee. That would have been a far harder adjustment.â
Ignoring the way her posture stiffened in the face of his candor,he continued. âSo, I think itâs safe to say that Iâve been living on borrowed time for quite a while now. No one has mentioned that theyâre going to do anything very drastic, but it would be foolish of me to imagine that I could live my life talking about my accident and injury and think that the Lord was never going to give me another hurdle to jump over.â
âBut still, it must be hard.â
He paused, gazing into her blue eyes again, realizing that it had been a mighty long time since anyone had dared to be so honest with him.
It had been an even longer time since heâd been honest with himself about his fears. As the years passed, and heâd become more adept at retelling his story, heâd unintentionally begun to gloss over his feelings, preferring instead to act as if he didnât have any problems. As if he was constantly grateful. Maybe it was Pennyâs sympathetic look, or maybe it was because, for the first time in a very long time, he was being made to sit still and reflect on the journey heâd had. Whatever the reason, he was feeling inclined to be completely honest.
Taking a deep breath, he nodded. âIt is. But at least now I know what is going to happen. The questioning and wondering is over. I wonât fear the worst.â
âI can understand that. It is a difficult thing, I think, to always be fearing the worst.â
Something in her tone compelled him to stare at her more closely. Shadows filled her eyes and a bit of color had drained from her face, making him guess that she was thinking about something far more difficult than his lost leg. He wondered what it was. For a second, he
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