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The Test of Time

The Test of Time

Tom stood in front of the old house with a weariness that wasn't just radiating from his aching joints and muscles. It also lived deep in his soul along with something else that had been growing over the last few months he been unwilling to name yet out of fear.

Taking a firm grip on his cane he turned and slowly climbed into the passenger side of the car. Tom hated to admit it but he was an old man. At eighty-three years old it seemed like he felt every joint in his body anytime he decided to do the simplest of tasks and yet if it made his precious wife happy he knew he would gladly do it without complaint.

They had first met when Tom was at his lowest point in life and what their children didn't know, what they would never know if he could help it, was just how close he was to... just how weak of a man he was at that time.

They liked to tell their children he had first met his Tammy by accident but that wasn't entirely true. Tom had crawled deep into the back alley heaving his guts up from all the alcohol he had drank as he tried to bury the pain while secretly hoping it would finally be enough to kill himself. He could only describe his life as being caught in a death spiral as the disgust he felt within himself only added to the despair of knowing this wasn't the first time he hoped for death. Then added with the pain and memories he kept trying to drown would eventually be buried beside the grave of his wife and child. The guilt he felt at not being able to be there for them when they needed him their most and the loneliness of their loss. He was about to slip into unconsciousness when the shouting and the yelling vaguely brought him back from the brink of oblivion.The Test of Time фото

He was too far into the bottle to make out what the argument was about but when he finally heard a woman's voice yell for help followed quickly by a slap something in his mind finally snapped into place for the first time in a long time. Wiping the mess from his face and mouth with the back of his hand he stood up on shaky legs and made his presence known to those who had disturbed him for the first time.

He yelled or at least tried to yell at them to stop. To the ones arguing it came out more like a drunk's weak attempt to yell. Tom tried to focus on who was in front of him but the alcohol in him still made everything blurry. In his mind he rushed forward to stop the fighting. In actuality, he stumbled forward and crashed into the middle of them. His vision was telling him it was one man and one woman but the man's face seemed to distort and keep changing while he also seemed everywhere at once. His mind just wasn't able to make sense of what was happening until he felt the sharp stabbing pain in his chest.

The pain along with the physical exertion finally burned off enough of the distortion around him allowing him to finally focus. He looked down and found a knife blade sticking out of the side of his chest. It was then he saw one man lying on the ground unconscious as three others, all bloodied, escaping the alley quickly. When he turned to his left he saw an angel staring at him in shock. A smile slowly crept across his face and then darkness took him.

The next thing Tom noticed was the strong smell of antiseptic followed quickly by pain radiating in his chest. It was then the memories tried to come back. Most of them fuzzy but the one clear memory was the face of the angel he saw before everything went dark.

He started to take in his surroundings and realized he was in a hospital room. He had no idea how he got here and at the moment he didn't know if he was grateful or not as the rest of the memories of his life came rushing back as well, the reason he was in the alley to start with. It was then a single tear rolled down his cheek. He wiped at it quickly trying to hide his embarrassment, the acknowledgement of his failure and the pain he was trying desperately to bury.

It was a few minutes later when someone walked into his room. The moment he saw her face he knew she was his angel. He stared at her in shock only half believing she was real, yet here she stood in front of him.

"You saved me." Were the first words she spoke to him. From that day on Tammy had not left his side for forty-six years.

Tom looked at the building in front of him after he got out of the car. Gripping his cane tightly he walked quietly down the halls he had become all too familiar with. Tom remembered the words the doctor had spoken to them after Tammy's checkup two years ago. The words Dementia and Alzheimer's were the only two words he remembered hearing while clutching his precious Tammy.

Stepping into the room his angel sat peacefully in the chair looking out the window. Most days she didn't remember him anymore but always gave a smile when she understood she had a visitor. Tom sat next to her and held her hand as he looked out the window with her. She looked at him and a light behind her eyes flickered with recognition for just a minute when she said, "You saved me."

He looked at her with a smile on his face and a tear running down his cheek while unconsciously rubbing the scar from the knife wound from so long ago that sat beneath his shirt and replied softly as the light flickered back out and she turned to look back out the window. "No, my angel. It was you who saved me."

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