Continued, Life A Love Story
Flo is sitting in the living room looking out the window at the rain.
She took a short walk before the storm started and was charmed by a collection of toys some child had put at the base of a tree.
It was almost like a deconstructed dollhouse.
Flo saw that in one room, there were two figures standing face-to-face, as though engaged in serious conversation.
One was a purple bear wearing a sundress and a red ribbon on top of her head.
No shoes, Flo was happy to see. Keep a link to being wild!
The other was an angel, white wings, white robe, and even white hair.
Flo stared at the two figures for a long time. She thought it was so interesting that a child would think of this, something recognizable from Earth talking to something representing that other realm, one that is unknown but that is nonetheless depended upon by so many.
She remembered the time after that terrible secret about Terrence was revealed, and they talked about what it had meant when it happened, and they talked about what it meant now, and Flo thinks they were both aching and afraid.
But they were talking. And after they fell silent, Flo made up a movie in her head about going to an empty church and sitting in a pew and staring up into the face of a statue of the Virgin Mary, asking for help in making a decision.
And she got help. Maybe it was from the Virgin Mary.
Maybe it was from her own self. But she got help.
Now the rain stops, and the sun comes out. A million rainbows. She thinks of Ruthie, and she thinks of Teresa, and she thinks of all she might still have time for, and she is happy.