justifies you sleeping with someone else and jeopardizing our marriage. If running away, lying, cheating and deceiving me is what you believe, the resolution is to, by all means, end things right here and right now. However, if you are saying that it was an isolated incident and you want to truly spend the rest of your life with your child and me, then we can try to make this work. Please know that I do not trust you. This is not the only discussion we will have about this and we will seek counseling, but I am willing to try if that is what you want.”
***
Mark let out the breath he was holding in for the last two minutes that Kayla was talking. He didn’t realize it until he felt himself exhale that he was even holding his breath. He had no idea what she would say when she returned and he’d been spending the entire time preparing yet another speech to explain things to her. Hearing her agree to try was exactly what he needed to hear. If his wife wanted to make things work by any means, that’s what he was going to do. His life from this moment on was going to revolve around Kayla and their children.
Chapter 8
After Mark and Kayla stayed at Au Bon Pain a little longer, talking about the conditions of the reconciliation, they parted from each other. Kayla wanted to stop by her office to check messages and emails. Although she wasn’t going back to work until Monday, she still didn’t want anything to wait. She could review some notes at home and plan to meet with her patients first thing Monday morning. She also wanted to let her boss, Mr. Nicholson, know about the pregnancy and the time she would need off for her next appointment.
After checking her messages and emails, Kayla packed a few files in her bag to take with her. Surprisingly, she didn’t have much to review. Her patients seemed to be okay with rescheduling during the two weeks that she was out and didn’t leave any urgencies with Kayla’s assistant for her to follow up on.
Maybe they are all faking, Kayla thought for a brief second, and then quickly dismissed the thought. Maybe her patients didn’t have textbook psychological issues, but they definitely needed someone to help them and she was that someone.
Kayla locked her office back up and knocked on Mr. Nicholson’s door on her way out. He was a middle-aged white man who had been managing the office for over twenty years. He always wore nice suits and kept his salt and pepper hair tapered low. Kayla couldn’t understand why he’d stayed at this office for so long when the majority of the clients were African American, and would always throw race and discrimination into their claim whenever he denied them benefits. He’d had a fair share of threats thrown his way and once someone even keyed his car and flattened his tires. That never stopped him from coming in though. He simply put his car in the repair shop, got a rental car and was back at work the next day. Once, when she had her first denial and the woman accused him of not signing off on it because she was black, Kayla asked him was he racist.
Her boss’ response was simply, “I help people, not colors. Caucasian folks ask for assistance as well. Just because it’s not as many in this area doesn’t mean they don’t exist. I make recommendations based on the individual, not the color. I’m not racist at all. I’m here to help, simple as that. I won’t allow someone to run me away from doing what I love.”
Kayla didn’t understand it before, but she did after his explanation. All types of people had come in asking for help, and she had to admit that Mr. Nicholson was always fair in his decisions. He had denied several Caucasian people as well, without batting an eye. Kayla admired his work ethic and enjoyed working under him.
After telling him about the pregnancy and her next doctor’s appointment, Kayla headed out to go home and begin piecing her marriage back together.
***
Since Kayla decided
***
Mark let out the breath he was holding in for the last two minutes that Kayla was talking. He didn’t realize it until he felt himself exhale that he was even holding his breath. He had no idea what she would say when she returned and he’d been spending the entire time preparing yet another speech to explain things to her. Hearing her agree to try was exactly what he needed to hear. If his wife wanted to make things work by any means, that’s what he was going to do. His life from this moment on was going to revolve around Kayla and their children.
Chapter 8
After Mark and Kayla stayed at Au Bon Pain a little longer, talking about the conditions of the reconciliation, they parted from each other. Kayla wanted to stop by her office to check messages and emails. Although she wasn’t going back to work until Monday, she still didn’t want anything to wait. She could review some notes at home and plan to meet with her patients first thing Monday morning. She also wanted to let her boss, Mr. Nicholson, know about the pregnancy and the time she would need off for her next appointment.
After checking her messages and emails, Kayla packed a few files in her bag to take with her. Surprisingly, she didn’t have much to review. Her patients seemed to be okay with rescheduling during the two weeks that she was out and didn’t leave any urgencies with Kayla’s assistant for her to follow up on.
Maybe they are all faking, Kayla thought for a brief second, and then quickly dismissed the thought. Maybe her patients didn’t have textbook psychological issues, but they definitely needed someone to help them and she was that someone.
Kayla locked her office back up and knocked on Mr. Nicholson’s door on her way out. He was a middle-aged white man who had been managing the office for over twenty years. He always wore nice suits and kept his salt and pepper hair tapered low. Kayla couldn’t understand why he’d stayed at this office for so long when the majority of the clients were African American, and would always throw race and discrimination into their claim whenever he denied them benefits. He’d had a fair share of threats thrown his way and once someone even keyed his car and flattened his tires. That never stopped him from coming in though. He simply put his car in the repair shop, got a rental car and was back at work the next day. Once, when she had her first denial and the woman accused him of not signing off on it because she was black, Kayla asked him was he racist.
Her boss’ response was simply, “I help people, not colors. Caucasian folks ask for assistance as well. Just because it’s not as many in this area doesn’t mean they don’t exist. I make recommendations based on the individual, not the color. I’m not racist at all. I’m here to help, simple as that. I won’t allow someone to run me away from doing what I love.”
Kayla didn’t understand it before, but she did after his explanation. All types of people had come in asking for help, and she had to admit that Mr. Nicholson was always fair in his decisions. He had denied several Caucasian people as well, without batting an eye. Kayla admired his work ethic and enjoyed working under him.
After telling him about the pregnancy and her next doctor’s appointment, Kayla headed out to go home and begin piecing her marriage back together.
***
Since Kayla decided
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