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As usual, my family took care of me. Shelly (my sister-in-law) saw how bad my cold was and covered me up with a blanket, gave me some cold medicine, made me some tea, and let me sleep on her couch. Over the weekend my family saw me not only heartbroken but bewildered as to why. When I returned home about 7pm Sunday, Kari was in the backyard with Tim, the farmhand who lived a half-mile up the road from us. He was barbecuing some steaks for their supper. He stayed until close to eleven that night... needless to say it was very uncomfortable for me. After he finally left, it was time for Kari and me to talk at least a little. She was honest enough to say Tim was over until 2am the night before and that they were up early to go out into the hills to pick ginseng together. She had spent nearly every waking hour with him while I was with my family. I knew immediately that her calls to her ex had fallen on deaf ears and she picked the next person she knew that would listen to her while admiring her looks and body. Kari let me know there was no possible chance we'd ever again be a couple. She didn't want me in her life and would do anything in her power to keep me away from my baby, including abortion. All I wanted to know was why. She continued in her refusal to let me know what was so wrong that over the course of just a few days we could go from picking out baby names, making love, and playing together with my daughter to her loathing me and not wanting to talk with me at all. All I wanted to know was why. I asked a few times before bedtime what had gone wrong, why the change of heart, what could I do... when she had enough of my questions. She threatened to call someone to "make me leave," and as she paged through the phone book I gave in. I left for the night, renting a hotel room in Onalaska. On my way out the door she said I brought this all on myself by not leaving her alone. My mind screamed (but voice didn't) that it was brought on because she wasn't adult enough to converse about her feelings. |