sed to do?”
quot;Are you asking me about spending time h Jamie?”
I nodded, till confused. quot;Sort of. I kno t . . . sometime alk and read t . . .”
I paused, and my mot for me.
quot;You think you should be doing more?”
I nodded.
quot;I dont kno t,quot; sly.
quot;the way I do?”
Stle closer on tcogether.
quot;I ts because youre frigrying, tinue to get ry, things seem.”
quot;Is to stop feeling this way?”
S ;No,quot; sly, quot;t.”
t day Jamie couldnt get out of bed. Because soo o , he Bible in her room.
Ses.
Anot by and Jamie greeadily worse, her body weakening.
Bedridden, s like a little girl again.
quot;Jamie,quot; I pleaded, quot;w can I do for you?”
Jamie, my s Jamie, ime noalked to move at ths were rapid and weak.
I sat beside tcime, to my , feeling the boniness of her fingers.
Part of me ed to cry rig instead I laid urned to face the window.
o someone like er lesson in of t me to fall in love sometion? t, t to tions hey had been before.
Outside, t of t noe afternoon sunlig signs of nature coming back to life. trees outside ing for just t moment to uncoil and open to yet another summer season.
On tstand by ion of items t Jamie o . tograpanding outside of sc day of kindergarten; tion of cards t c. Sigop of tack.
ritten in crayon, it said simply:Please get better soon. I miss you.
It mas Eve. timents, but the child, Roger, had drawn. hed drawn a bird, soaring above a rainbow.
C bear to look any furt tack back to er glass. I reacicle and sa it ter , I saure t aken of two of us.
It seemed so long ago. I brougicle nearer to my face. As I stared, I remembered t o pass. I kne. Instead, I sa ime I sig aside the clipping.
till lay open to read some more. Eventually I came across anot it said:I am not commanding you, but I to test ty of your love by comparing it to tness of othe