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“Terry, what is love?”I grinned at her, “What we have. That’s love.” I was sitting on the side of her bed, holding her hand, rubbing my thumb up and down along it’s side. I felt the dry, almost waxy skin through which her bones just about showed, and tried to ignore that IV line dripping into the back of her hand.She smiled, “Yes, it is. But what is the definition of love?”I frowned. She was getting serious, and I didn’t want that.“Well, as you know, I always thought Robert Heinlein had it right when he said that love was that state of being where your happiness depends on the happiness of the person you love.”She smiled, “Yes, that’s what you’ve always said. Do you believe it?”I shrugged. “It’s as good a definition as any. It works, and it’s easy to understand, not like all the psychological and philosophical gobbledegook that you hear. Why?”“Do you love me, by that definition?”It would have been easy to just say, Of course I do!, but I sensed that this was a serious question, even though I didn’t know where it was going. “Yes…” I said slowly. “It will be hard for me…I mean it would be hard for me to be happy if you weren’t happy. I’m not sure it would be possible. Where are you going with Ankara escort this, Teri?”“And do you think I love you, by that definition?”I just looked at her. I was starting to feel…sad, so I decided to try to lighten things up. I guffawed, and said, “Gosh, I sure hope so, after fifty years!”“No, seriously, Terry. Do you think I love you?”I stared at her. “Yes. Yes, I do. Why?”She sighed and closed her eyes. “Because I’m dying, and soon you’ll be on your own.”“Now, Teri, the doctors…”She opened her eyes again. “Shut up, Terry. I know what the doctors are saying, and I know what they’re not saying, and I know how I feel.”She smiled up at me, and said softly, “It won’t be long. And I know you’ll be sad.”I sniffed, and dropped my eyes, trying not to cry.“But I can’t be happy unless you’re happy, Terry. And I worry what you’re going to be like when I am gone.”“I’ll be fine. You know me, I bounce back from things, I always…”“Shut up, Terry. I know you’re strong. And I know everyone will say how strong you are, what fortitude you’re showing, how noble you seem.“And I know you’ll be dying inside, and won’t say or show anything about that.”She paused, as if trying to decide Ankara escort bayan something.“So,” she finally smiled, “I’ve made a little plan.”She looked up, and called out, “Veronica! Would you come in here, please, dear?”I looked up, baffled. What the hell was she up to? She had always surprised me, since the first, snowy night we’d met.“I met Veronica here in the clinic. Her sister died of breast cancer, and I got to know them both. When Mary Anne, Ronnie’s sister, died, I tried to help her cope with her grief. I’ve come to think of her as a sister, or the daughter we always wanted.”I stood up, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Veronica. Or do you prefer Ronnie?”She dimpled at me, “Most people call me Ronnie.” She shrugged, “I’m used to it I guess.” She continued to smile.“Ronnie, this is Terry, my husband, of whom you’ve heard me speak so much.”“Nice to meet you, Terry. How are you?”I glanced at Teri, “Uh, I’m fine, thank.” I decided to go for it, “It’s this one…” indicating Teri, “…that I’m worried about.”Ronnie’s smile went crooked. “Yes, me, too.” She looked at Teri and smiled. “I’m going to miss her when she’s dead.”I dropped my head and looked at Escort Ankara the floor, tears in my eyes.Teri spoke up, “Terry.”I nodded, continuing to stare at the floor.“Terry!”I looked at my wife.“You know I’m going to die, right?”I nodded as tears started running down my face.“And I know you’re going to mourn, probably alone, at night, at home where no one can see you. That’s where Ronnie comes in.”I looked sharply at Ronnie, then back to Teri, “What…?”“I’ve asked Ronnie to sleep with you. To have sex with you. To make love to you.”I started to splutter my objections, my face undoubtedly beet red. I couldn’t face Ronnie.“Shut up, Terry. There isn’t time for this! Come here.” And she patted the bed next to her.Reluctantly, I sat down next to her and took her hand again. “I’ve never been unfaithful to you…”“And you won’t be now. How does the wedding vow we took end? Say it for me.”I thought for a moment, although my stomach was roiling, and my mouth was dry, then said, “…until death do us part.”“Yes, until death do us part. When I die, I won’t be your wife any longer. You’ll be single again. Just like you were on the night we met. Remember that night?”I nodded, unable to speak.“I knocked on your door, and you took me in. We made love because it was Christmas Eve, and we were both going to miss Christmas with our families. I didn’t want to be alone, and you took me in.“It was the most wonderful night of my life. And every night since then has been just as wonderful. Hasn’t it?”
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