out the flames.â Elaine stopped walking, and Angel stopped with her.
âI know this is hard for you, Elaine.â
âNo, you donât. You have no idea. Youâre as clueless as a dumb blonde about this.â The tears were streaming heavier now. âYou may understand what itâs like to want to be with the man you love, but thatâs as far as your understanding goes. The man you want to be with also wants to be with you, thatâs not my testimony. My man canât even stand to get in the same bed with me, let alone be with me. Youâve got this great husband who worships the ground you walk on, Angel. You canât even come close to understanding what itâs like to have a husband that treats you like his college dorm mate or some other kind of platonic friend.â
Angel reached out and touched Elaineâs arm. She wanted to refute her accusations, and tell her that there had been times in her and Colinâs marriage where theyâd experienced what she was experiencing with Mason. But it wouldnât be the truth. Colin was always ready and willing. Although lately....
âAngel, I know what I did was horrible.â Elaineâs sobs flooded out Angelâs reality check. âIf Mason had left me last spring, I couldnât have blamed him one bit. But he didnât. He decided to stay, and he agreed that we would work on this together. We made a plan to get back in the church and start praying more. Weâve done all that. We go to church and worship together every Sunday, and Mason prays just as much as I do. I canât tell you how many times Iâve walked into the living room and found him on his knees. But even in all of that, he hasnât touched me.â
Angel could feel Elaineâs hurt and her sense of abandonment. God, give me something to say . Right now, Angel felt useless; like her presence was of no benefit to Elaineâs broken spirit. To make matters worse, a feeling of hypocrisy was nudging Angel. How could she encourage Elaine when she had a husband who probably shared Elaineâs sentiment? Did Colin feel abandoned too? Angel shook the idea from her head. This wasnât about her; it was about Elaine, and her friend needed encouragement. But Angel had no idea what to say. Elaine, however, was not at a loss for words.
âI thought that if I really made myself desirable, Mason wouldnât be able to resist me. I purchased sexy clothes and racy nightgowns, got myself this sassy new haircut, and even got down to my premarital, pre-pregnancy weight and . . .â Elaine gasped and put her hands over her mouth as if she were just mobbed by a horrid thought. âIs that it? You think he wonât touch me because every time heâs given me a baby Iâve lost it, and he just doesnât want to have to go through the disappointment again?â
âNo!â Angel said the word as emphatically as she could. It was no secret that Elaine had suffered three miscarriages in her eight-year marriage to Mason, and it was no secret that Mason wanted children. But Angel refused to believe that it had anything to do with his rejection of her. âNow you stop that,â Angel scolded. âYouâre gonna make yourself sick if you keep this up. Youâre just looking for a reason to blame yourself for this, and Iâm not going to let you do that.â
âThen what is it, Angel? If itâs not that God is punishing me, and itâs not that Mason hasnât forgiven me for being with another man, and it isnât that he doesnât want to take the chance on impregnating me again only to have me lose the baby; then what is it?â
âI donât know what it is,â Angel blurted. âI wish I knew, but I donât. But one thing for sure is that none of this is your fault.â
âHow can you say itâs not my fault? Iâm the one whoââ
âI didnât say you