A Familiar View
It was a sad revelation, but Margery knew that she would last longer in life than her husband would. Unfortunately, that day finally came.
Margery still couldn't believe the situation she was in. It was one of the hardest days of her life. She sat at the funeral, tears streaming down her face.
Just when Margery thought nothing could make things worse, she looked out at the guests. That's when she saw someone she recognized, but not for the right reasons.
Waking Up
As Margery climbed out of her bed, she looked at the empty side next to her. For the first time in forty years, she woke up all by herself.
She got dressed for the occasion. She put her hair into a neat bun before putting on a black dress. After eating breakfast, her son arrived to pick her up.
Michael was just as pained as Margery was. They had just lost an important person in their life. They were on their way to the funeral.
A Question
The duo drove through Chicago, but no word was spoken between them. They were both deep in thought until Michael finally broke the silence.
"How are you holding up?" He asked, trying to give a reassuring smile. There was an awkward silence until she finally spoke up.
"I'm getting by, even if it is hard right now." Margery said, "There's isn't anything else I can do, after all."
Saying Goodbye
It was no accident that the duo arrived at the funeral half an hour early. Margery wanted to have some cherished moments with her husband before it became crowded.
Michael agreed to give his mother some privacy and waited in the parking lot. Margery needed one last farewell to help cope with the pain she was feeling.
Even the funeral staff gave Margery the privacy she needed. She knew that it would be a very difficult day, but she had to face it.
Seeing Him Again
Margery had kept it together up until now. But when she saw the open casket, that's when she broke down. Seeing her husband like that wasn't easy.
Tom looked so peaceful, as if he was just sleeping and that he'd wake up and ask where his morning coffee was. Unfortunately, he would never wake up again.
As Margery lay a hand on his cheek, she felt how cold he was. The physical interaction had tears rolling down her face.
Interrupted
Margery tried thinking of the past. The deep history that she had with the man she loved. He was the only person in her life that truly understood her.
She smiled and whispered to Tom, "I always knew I would last a bit longer. I'm sure you wanted it this way. But how am I supposed to live now?"
Margery was then interrupted. She wasn't sure who had opened the heavy wooden doors behind her. Was it Michael?
Guests
Margery turned around and looked down the long hall of the chapel. That's where she saw not one, but dozens of people. The guests had arrived.
She was annoyed that she'd been interrupted, but she saw some familiar faces. She had to compose herself as friends and family were about to greet her.
But that's when Margery saw one person that stuck out among the crowd. She didn't know her, but she recognized her face.
The Man Of Her Dreams
Margery Williams lived in Chicago all her life. It was where she went to school and attended college. But it was also where she’d met the man of her dreams.
Margery met Thomas Williams when they were just teenagers. Throughout their years together, she watched him grow into the perfect man.
They stayed together all throughout high school, but when Margery decided to go to college, the unexpected happened.
Heartbreaking News
For years, she and Tom had spoken about college. Their plan was to attend Chicago State University together.
But when the time finally came, Tom broke the heartbreaking news to his girlfriend of two years. “I’ve been accepted into Yale. I can’t give this up,” He told her.
Margery was beyond baffled by his confession. “Yale? In Connecticut? You didn’t even tell me that you applied for Yale!” She said, her face twisted in pain.
It Was Over
Tears had begun spilling down Magery’s face. “I didn’t think I’d actually get accepted. I’m sorry,” He said, but Margery knew what was coming.
“So you’re just going to end our relationship and move halfway across the country?” She asked, her heart breaking more and more by the second.
It was at that moment that she noticed a single tear escape his left eye. She knew it was over then and there. He left just a week later.
She Wanted To Call
For years, Margery tried to move on with her life. She often considered calling him, but she never went through with it.
Four years later, she completed her degree and found a job in the city. She thought of Tom almost every single day.
She still felt utterly destroyed and betrayed. Margery was certain she would never see his face again until one casual evening out.
Catching Up
That night, Margery was out with friends from school. The girls decided to go to a bar downtown, where they got to catch up over drinks.
It was that night that she tilted her head back, laughing at a friend’s joke. But as she looked to her side. She saw those familiar eyes watching her from across the room.
The second she saw Tom’s face staring straight at her, she stopped laughing. In fact, she decided to go home. “I have to go,” She announced suddenly.
She Left
Margery’s friends were confused as she placed her drink on the table and rose from her seat. They tried to stop her from leaving, but they couldn’t.
Margery dashed for the door, and as soon as she left that bar, she was hit by the cold Chicago air. Her mind was racing.
She thought she would never see his face again, but now, she knew. Tom was back in town. She tried to run off, but before she could, a hand grabbed her arm.
He Ran After Her
When she turned to face Tom, he didn’t say a word. Instead, he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her lips. He’d missed her just as much as she missed him.
She had always known that they were meant for each other. They got back together right away. But she noticed something strange about him.
No matter what, he refused to tell her anything about his time in Connecticut. She always wondered what he was hiding as he took his private phone calls in different rooms.
Getting Married
Margery asked him about his time at Yale for years, but she never got any closer to finding the answers. Over the years, however, his private phone calls seemed to stop.
Eventually, she let it go. The pair got married when they were only twenty-five years old. Shortly after their wedding, they had their first and only child, Michael.
Over the years, Margery only seemed to fall further in love with Tom. She forgot all about what had happened all those years ago. But someday, she would know the truth.
Their Son
Together, they raised the perfect son and gave him everything he ever needed. At just twenty years old, Michael left their house.
Margery and Tom enjoyed their alone time together, and eventually, they retired to a lovely home in the suburbs, close to Michael’s house.
But just a few years later, tragedy struck their small family. Tom suddenly fell ill, and no doctor was certain what the issue was.
By His Side
For months, Margery sat by her husband’s side as he went for all kinds of tests. Eventually, he was forced to stay at the hospital.
They all knew that this was the end of Tom’s story. Margery refused to leave his side. Every day, she sat beside his hospital bed, praying for a miracle.
Tom held her hand. He wasn’t afraid of what was to come. “You still have so many great things coming your way,” He told his wife.
Losing Her Mind
But Margery didn’t want to hear it. Just the thought of losing her husband and best friend was enough to make her lose her mind.
Unfortunately for Margery, there was nothing the medical team could do. She and Michael sat with Tom the night it happened.
Tom passed peacefully with his wife and son by his side. It was a devastating night, but thankfully, Margery still had her son.
Coming To Terms With It
The following week was the hardest week of Margery’s life. She was in a state of shock and bewilderment, and she tried to come to terms with what had happened.
Michael stayed at his mother’s house that week, ensuring that the older woman had everything she needed. She lay in bed for days on end, crying.
But by the time that weekend rolled around, Margery knew it was time to start planning her husband’s wake and funeral.
A Wake
“I want there to be a wake. That way, close friends and family members will have the chance to see him one last time,” She told Michael.
He held his mother’s left hand over the table as she wrote the details into her planner. “That’s a great idea, Mom,” Michael reassured her.
That afternoon, they called everyone they needed to call and arranged the wake. But Margery had no idea what was coming her way.
A Sobbing Mess
The days seemed to fly by, and before she knew it, it was time for the wake. That morning, she was a sobbing mess.
She knew that in just a few hours, she would see her husband’s face for the last time. She wiped the tears from her face and put on a thin layer of makeup.
Michael arrived just in time, and together, the pair drove to the wake. “I’ll give you a moment alone with Dad,” Michael said when they arrived.
Memories
Memories flashed behind her eyes of the man she’d loved for so many years. He was her rock and her best friend. But soon, her perspective of the man would change.
“You know, Tom. I always knew you’d go first. But secretly, I wished it would be me. How could I survive without you?” She spoke quietly to him.
Tears burned behind her eyes as she stared at the face she had loved for so many years. But as she did, she noticed something about him.
A Memory
She noticed the wrinkles around his mouth and the frown he’d held for all those years. Suddenly, she remembered the first time she noticed that deep frown between his eyebrows.
She stood frozen in place as her mind wandered to a specific night many decades ago. She could still remember that freezing January evening.
How could she ever forget? It was the night she overheard a bone-chilling conversation between her husband and an unknown individual.
She Wasn’t Satisfied
It was shortly after he returned from his time in Connecticut. Margery was beyond thrilled to have him back, but she wasn’t completely satisfied.
She spent most of her time wondering what he’d been up to for all those years. But each time she asked him about Yale, he stiffened and went quiet.
But one night, as she prepared dinner for the pair, she heard his voice from the living room. Maregry would never forget what she heard that night.
Invading His Privacy
Margery could vividly remember placing her apron on the counter as she quietly left the kitchen. Lately, he’d been receiving many phone calls.
For some strange reason, he would answer them in separate rooms from her. But she always wondered what these private phone calls were really about.
Of course, when she asked him about it, he shrugged it off. But that night, she heard something that just didn’t sit right with her.
Eavesdropping
At first, she didn’t plan to eavesdrop, but Tom refused to open up to her, so she decided to invade his privacy. She wanted to hear what these phone calls were about.
His back was turned to the living room entrance as he held the telephone up to his ear. He was whispering to someone on the other end of the line.
Margery slowly crept into the room, desperate to hear what he was saying. The words floated into her ears, harmless at first. Then, they turned hot as she internalized them. They grated through her throat as they settled in her stomach. The ladle in her hand fell to the floor.
The Words She Didn’t Want To Hear
“You have to stop calling this number. I can’t risk anyone finding out about this,” he said, instantly sending a chill down Margery’s spine.
Her cooking ladle hit the carpet, and her husband’s voice stopped. There was a chilling quietness in the house, with the only sound coming from the boiling water in the kitchen.
“Honey,” Tom called out after a moment. Margery was frozen in place, chilling fear running through her veins. What would her husband do when he came in and found her like this?
He’s Always On The Phone
For weeks, Margery had wondered what her husband was doing alone in those rooms and who he was talking to. He was a relatively simple man with no secrets about him.
But lately, his behavior had turned him into an enigma. It was as if the man Margery loved went to Yale and stayed there, and another man came home to her.
But she couldn’t speak now, not when she’d been caught eavesdropping. Maybe if she stayed quiet, Tom would return to his call. But he appeared behind her.
Are You Okay
“What are you doing?” he asked with arched brows. Are you okay?” His eyes trailed from Margery to the ladle on the carpet, stained with the béchamel sauce she’d been making.
He walked over and picked it up. But Margery could see that he didn’t have the house phone in his hand, which he had a habit of carrying everywhere while talking.
Instead, he only had the day’s newspaper, which was odd because he rarely read them. Margery was usually the one to skim through them for kitchen deals and the like. What was he doing?
Caught Red-Handed
Margery knew she’d been caught red-handed. She also knew her husband knew her inside and out. He could tell when she was lying, and he would end up suspicious and cover his tracks.
She decided the best way out of this was to tell him the truth. Maybe that would help clear the air a bit. Taking the ladle from his grasp, she squared her shoulders.
“I heard you talking from the kitchen and thought you were talking to me,” she said, a half-truth. “I came here quickly, and when I saw you on the phone, I turned away. Then the ladle fell.”
Half-Truths
Margery kept mum after the words left her mouth. Would her husband believe what she was saying? Most of it was true.
He stared at her briefly before his face reduced to a charming smile. “I thought something had gotten into the living room and was knocking over decorations,” he said.
“Nope,” Margery smiled awkwardly, trying to be normal. “It was just little ole me!” she waved her ladle about before hurrying off. But the words that had left her husband’s lips while he was on the phone would forever haunt her.
Who Is On The Other End Of The Line?
For days, Margery wondered who her husband was talking to. Why was he telling them to stop calling? She decided to share the news with her best friend, hoping to get some clarity on the matter.
“You know it’s another woman,” her best friend, Christy, said. She’d always had zero filters about her and would say the first thing that came to her mind.
“You said he usually takes his calls in different rooms, correct?” When Margery nodded, she just smiled and calmly said, “It’s another woman.”
Her Best Friend’s View
Christy’s words stayed with Margery for a while. She didn’t want to believe what her best friend was saying because she truly loved her husband.
Although they’d spent years apart while in college, and although she’d released him then, and he had his own life to live, she hoped he wouldn’t do something like this.
She started thinking about what he was doing while they were apart. Four years was a long time to stay single. Did her husband see another woman while the two weren’t together?
She’s Always Loved Him
Margery’s mind started racing. Although she agreed that she shouldn’t be angry simply because Tom had a girlfriend when they weren’t together, she couldn’t help but feel betrayed.
She’d loved him throughout her teenage and adult life. She’d never and would never be with anyone else, and she’d always thought the same was true for him.
But now, it seemed like he’d gotten a little action while they’d broken up. But that wasn’t the most hurtful part.
Thinking It Through
What gored Margery the wrong way was the fact that the day they broke up all those years ago, none of them had actually said that they were giving the other a break.
A single tear from Tom’s eyes had been all the communication they had, and Margery had concluded that that meant they were over.
So, her husband had decided to get involved with another woman when, in reality, he and Margery were still together? But if only Margery knew how deep all this went.
Call Christy
She called Christy to tell her what she was thinking, and not surprisingly, Christy agreed. “He’s hiding another woman,” she roared. “We should go to Connecticut and teach her a lesson.”
She’d always been one to handle matters as they came. Her solutions usually involved direct conflict before thinking things through.
Margery was usually the one to calm her down, begging her to see reason. But today, Christy’s way felt like the only solution to this matter.
Half A World Away
Connecticut seemed like half a world away, but Margery knew it was where the answers she sought dwelled. But going there would mean telling Tom the truth, which Margery wasn’t ready for just yet.
She also didn’t feel comfortable lying about where she was about to disappear for a few days. So, she decided to sleep on the matter, hoping she’d have a better plan by morning.
Margery made dinner as usual that night and enjoyed it with her husband. Maybe going to Connecticut wasn’t the best way forward, she thought. But that very night, another call came for her husband.
When this began, Margery had found Tom in rooms around the house, speaking to an unknown individual. But each time she asked about it, he said nothing.
But that night, as she slept, she heard the phone ring and felt the air around her grow cold as Tom left their bed. A few seconds later, she heard whispers in the corridor.
That night, Margery had been debating whether to go to Connecticut to unmask this mysterious caller. But as the night had progressed, she’d concluded that perhaps it was too much on her part. But a few words from tonight would change her mind.
Follow Him
“I told you to stop calling this number,” he whispered in the darkness. Margery got up and sneaked through the blackened bedroom.
She pressed her ear against the closed door so she could hear. But then her husband walked away, house phone in hand, and she had to follow him.
He continued telling the person on the other end to stop calling him. But that wasn’t all that Margery’s ears picked up on.
She Always Wondered
For so long, she wondered what he got up to during his time at Yale. That night, she realized that Tom was hiding more secrets than she ever could have imagined.
She stood stunned behind the man she loved. She wanted to confront him right then and there, but she knew it would end badly. But this was far from over.
She slowly took a step back, desperate to leave the room before his call ended. And that’s when he said something else.
Let It Go
She could hear the pain in his voice as he whispered the words to the unknown individual over the phone, “You have to let it go. Stop calling. I don’t care if they are mine or not. Let it go.”
She could tell that he didn’t want to say those words, but he had to. A second later, he hung up the phone, a thick tension crowding the small room.
He stood with his back toward Margery for a few moments, seemingly lost in his thoughts after what seemed to be a tough conversation.
Nothing Good
Margery froze in place, wondering if she was supposed to comfort him or run back to the bedroom and pretend she was asleep.
But she knew that if he realized that she had been listening in on his conversation, nothing good would come of it.
It was then that she rushed out of the living room. But as she was about to head for their bedroom, she decided to glance back at the man she loved. That’s when she saw it.
The Look
Tom placed his hand over his forehead as he leaned against the wall, holding a half-drank bottle of beer that he’d been drinking through the evening in his shaky hand.
She could see the side of his face perfectly from where she stood, but he was oblivious to her presence
He was lost in his thought as the deep, concerning frown set between his eyebrows. That was the first time she ever saw that look on his face.
Going To Bed Worried
Margery went to bed with a worry she’d never known. It seemed this was bigger than just some woman her husband might or might not have been involved with in Connecticut.
Did this mean that she’d have to leave in the morning as she and Christy had agreed? Didn’t it make more sense to dig into the matter some more and see what she’d find?
Margery had heard the words clearly. Tom had said, “ I don’t care if they are mine or not. Let it go.” What did that mean?
Business As Usual
The following day, Margery pretended to go about her business as usual. She prepared them a warm, hearty soup while Tom sulked in the living room.
By the time dinner was served that evening, Tom’s demeanor had changed. He seemed completely fine, but she knew he was just saving face.
The more normal he appeared, the less likely she was to ask any unwanted questions. She pretended not to have a clue.
He Never Knew
Tom never knew Margery was in the room with him that night. For weeks, a terrible feeling sat in the pit of her stomach.
For months, she would hear the phone ringing through their small home, but he always insisted on answering it. She knew he was speaking to that same person.
She often contemplated telling him the truth, but she knew Tom better than anyone else. If he wanted to tell her the truth, he would’ve.
Bad Emotions
Afraid to lose him, she decided to bottle up every single bad emotion she had through the years. But she often saw that same look on his face.
It was no secret to Margery that Tom was hiding something big about his time at Yale, but she could only assume that it was best if she didn’t know.
Although he still held many of the same qualities as before, something about him changed over the years.
He Never Said A Word
It was always like he was dying to say something, but he never did. Sometimes, he would stare at Margery like he was thinking of the perfect thing to say.
But he never came out and said it. By the time their son was a teenager, she accepted the fact that she would never know the truth.
She never thought she would someday get the answers she’d been hoping for, especially not at her husband’s wake.
Snapping Back
The memory vanished from her brain as she brought a shaky hand toward her husband’s face. He looked so peaceful in that coffin.
“I always knew you hid things from me, but I never thought you would actually take those secrets to the grave,” She spoke quietly.
She knew he was gone, but in her mind, she liked to think that he could hear every word that left her mouth. But she was about to get the answers she’d been hoping for.
It Was Time
She combed a hand through his silver hair as she thought of him. “There was nothing you could have done to make me stop loving you,” She said.
More tears were starting to stain her cheeks as her hand found his. At that moment, she accepted that she would never know.
She glanced at the clock. The wake was about to start. But as she realized that, she heard something.
An Unexpected Guest
Margery’s eyes slowly raised from her husband’s face to the set of doors to her right, but as they did, she saw the small crowd of guests. People had started to arrive.
Margery smiled at the familiar faces, wiping the tears from her cheeks. But as her eyes trailed from face to face, they suddenly stopped on one woman in particular.
Then it hit her: she had seen that face before. That's when she realized there was something she didn't know about her late husband.
A Memory
The second she saw the woman’s face, a memory popped into her mind. It was a memory that hadn’t come to mind since decades earlier.
It was two years after she and Tom had gotten back together that she found a photo of a woman in one of his old jackets’ pockets.
She’d asked Tom who the woman was, but he seemed to become extremely uncomfortable with her question. He refused to answer.
The Same Woman
The woman standing before her was the same woman she had seen in that photo so many years ago. She wondered if the woman knew about Tom’s life in Connecticut.
Marjory greeted her friends and family, but her eyes hardly trailed from the woman standing all by herself.
Once she had greeted everyone, she decided to approach the woman. But she was not prepared for the truth.
He Never Stopped
“Hi there,” Marjory said as she approached the woman. “I’m Marjory Williams,” she said, waiting for the woman to introduce herself.
But the woman said something that surprised her. “I know who you are. Tom never stopped talking about you in Chicago,” She said.
Marjory was confused as she waited for the woman to continue. That was when she learned something new about her husband.
Sarah
“I’m Sarah. I don’t suppose he ever mentioned me,” she said. Marjory confirmed this fact, and Sarah continued.
“You know, your husband was so depressed while he was away from you,” Sarah said, “I always knew that someday he would leave me for you.”
Marjory was taken aback by this. But then, the woman revealed a secret that Tom had kept for all his life.
A Secret
“We were together for a few months,” She shrugged her shoulders, taking a seat beside Marjory at a nearby table.
“But one night, he just up and left without telling anyone. He left me a note. He said he’d come back for me,” The woman sniffed.
It seemed Tom had left an impression on her, too. “I knew he went to find you. He called me now and then. He told me to wait for him while he was with you.”
He Loved Her
Marjory’s heart sank at those words. Was he still with Sarah when they got back together? The woman continued.
“But one night, he called to tell me that it was over. It was the night he decided that he would marry you. I thought maybe someday he would come back to me. He left all the things that had been his, all the things I cherished.”
“But I guess now I know. You were always the one for him,” Sarah said, placing a hand on Marjory’s shoulder and squeezing it gently.
That Was All
“Your husband loved you from the second he met you until the day he left this earth. It was you and no one else,” Sarah said.
Tears began pouring down Marjory’s face as the woman stood up. She looked toward the coffin to look at his face one last time, and then, she left.
Sarah had come all that way just to tell Marjory how much he loved her. She knew it would take time to heal, but she was so grateful for the man she had for all those years.
A Heartfelt Revelation
As Sarah walked away, Marjory sat there, stunned by the unexpected revelation. The weight of years of doubts and insecurities suddenly lifted from her shoulders.
She looked back at her husband's peaceful face, feeling a bittersweet mix of pain and love. With a newfound sense of peace, Marjory decided to honor Tom's memory by cherishing the love they had shared.
She would focus on the happy memories they had created together. She knew it would take time to heal, but she also knew that Tom would want her to find happiness again.
Love Never Dies
Months passed, and Marjory began to heal. She found solace in spending time with family and friends, and she even started volunteering at a local charity, helping others in need.
Slowly but surely, she began to build a new life for herself. Though Tom was no longer with her, Marjory carried his love with her always.
She knew that true love never dies, and she felt grateful for the time they had shared.