“I just can't believe it!” exclaimed Gertrude as she heard the words from Betsy Sue's mouth. “They have been married for years. What happened?” Gertrude asked with concern. Betsy Sue, with tears in her eyes, began to share how she heard that there was just no fire any more, the flame that once burned had smoldered out, and that he told her that the spigot was just shut off. Gertrude listened a little more when she heard Herkamer pull into the driveway. “I have to run, Betsy,” Gertrude said with a tear running down her cheek. “I'll talk with you tomorrow.”
Herkamer walked into the front door where Gertrude usually met him with a kiss and noticed immediately the tears in Gertrude's eyes. “What's wrong, Gerty?” he asked caringly. “Oh, Herky, it's Debra and Kevin,” Gertrude said sadly as she hugged Herkamer tightly. “What about them?” asked Herkamer. “They're getting a divorce or at least talking about it,” responded Gertrude. “No way!” said Herkamer incredulously and continued, “They are the perfect couple. Perfect job, perfect house, perfect kids, perfect everything. What in the world happened?” “I'm not sure,” answered Gertrude. “I heard that he just decided there was no more fire, no flame and that the spigot was just turned off. What can we do, Herky? What can we do?” asked Gertrude pleadingly.
Herkamer sat in his favorite chair and thought for a moment. Gertrude sat in the chair next to him and held his hand as if to say, “Please don't ever let this happen to us.” Herkamer pondered a little more and said, “You know, Gerty, this one is too big for me. I'm going to see Brother Hadley. Is that okay?” “Can I go with you?” Gertrude asked softly. “Sure, sure. You know how much he loves to see you. Let's pack a quick sandwich and go see Brother Hadley. He always knows what to say.”
Herkamer and Gertrude walked into the kitchen, prepared a sandwich, and hurried out to the car.
Stay tuned tomorrow for more of the story. Same blog time. Same blog spot. Until tomorrow...Why Say More?
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