Short Story – Life Is About Choices

There was a feeling of static in the air as Jeremy sat down next to Sarah in the waiting room. This was their last chance. Everything else they had tried had failed. When the nurse called Sarah’s name, the couple took one last look at each other.

“Do you want me to come with you?” Jeremy asked placing his hand on her arm as she rose from her seat.

“No. I will be fine.” Sarah said with a strained faint smile and then walked through the double doors.

As Jeremy sat in the waiting room, he began to think about the other woman in his life. The one his wife didn’t know about. After years of fights that had gotten so bad that his wife was throwing things at him, he had lost the love he once had for her. This was their one last chance to save their marriage, but did he really want to save it?

The more the minutes past, the more he wished he had remembered to bring his phone. He pretended to stare at a magazine as he thought about what life would be like if he had just walked away sooner. If he had just left his wife for the woman who was better for him. He closed his eyes and could see the grayish blue of her eyes as if she was staring right at him. Then he saw her smile. The smile that could light up the darkest room. Then he saw her long blonde hair falling past her shoulders like a waterfall. The more he sat there with his eyes closed, the more he could see every curve of her body. He unintentionally reached out his hand and felt warm skin.

He opened his eyes to see her standing in front of him. He looked around the room to see if anything else had changed, but he was still sitting in the same empty waiting room. Only, now Samantha was there. With her hand still touching the skin of her arm, he blinked a few times before letting it all soak in. Her smile was even more radiant than he had remembered.

Samantha casually sat down next to Jeremy. He tried to ask how any of this was possible since she lived far away but nothing came out of his mouth when he opened it.

“It’s okay,” she said softly, “No one else can see me. I am here just for you.”

Jeremy glanced through the glassed window at the receptionists. None of them seemed to acknowledge any of what was happening. Then he looked back into Samantha’s eyes. Those eyes could suck you deep into her soul.

“I am here because you have to make a choice. You know that if the procedure works, it won’t make anything easier if you truly want out.” Her hand softly caressed his cheek sending an electric shock through his body.

He could barely think by this point, merely having physical responses to her touch in silence as she spoke.

“Life is all about the choices we make. In the end, whatever choice you make was neither good nor bad. Just a choice. Your life will go in that direction. You can never walk backwards, unfortunately, and whatever path we chose we must commit to. For if you try to leave that path to return to the other, you will just cover it with mud. It will never be the same path again. Whether you choose to stay or to leave, the other path you do not chose will no longer be the same for you.”

Finally, Jeremy found his words which had been hidden deep within him. “But how do I know what to chose?”

Samantha leaned in close to his ear and whispered “You will know when you see it.”

Jeremy could feel her warm, sweet breathe on his skin which made the hairs stand up on his neck. He closed his eyes and soaked in every ounce of the feelings she was giving to his body. That is when he felt a hand on his shoulder shaking him gently.

“Mr. Morgan! Mr. Morgan! Your wife is ready to see you now.” a voice called in the distance.

Jeremy opened his eyes and saw a nurse standing in front of him. He looked to his left, but Samantha was not there. Without saying a word, he stood up and turned to look once again to the empty chair. Then he followed the nurse through the double doors.

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