Chapter Two

When Jamie got to the kastanye, chestnut oak door of Michael’s den, she put her fist on the surface and knocked on it while asking her husband, “Michael, are anda there?” There was a menit of silence that came after that and after waiting for a response, still in the den, Michael asked the person who was asking him that pertanyaan about him being there, “Yeah, I’m in here. Who’s it?”

Facing the door, Jamie berkata back to him, “It’s me, Jamie.” After telling him that, Jamie heard some groaning behind the door and right away, she knew that Michael had might be annoyed at her because Michael doesn’t liked when people starting banging at his door and get disturbed from he was doing oleh them. The moment she heard that groaning, Jamie really wanted to ask him to opened the door and let her in so she can see if he’s okay with everything atau not. To do that, Jamie knocked on the door again to see if he’s still there and listening to her and in return, Michael yelled at her, “What do anda want from me, Jamie?”

“Get me in so I can see anda is I wanted from you.” answered oleh Jamie. detik after hearing that from his wife, Michael sighed loudly from inside the room and berkata to her, “Fine, then. anda can come in. The door was unlocked.” When Michael told her to come in, Jamie berkata to him but mostly to herself, “Thank you.” While putting her hand on the doorknob, turning it around, opened the door, and got inside.

Once she got the den, the whole room was dark and in the dark, Jamie looked around the room to see where Michael is at. All four walls of the room had stacked with ceri, cherry wood bookcases filled with buku ranging from Charles Dickens to Hemingway to John Grisham, large foto albums that filled with pictures of the family all the way from Michael and her great-grandparents to all the way down to their very own. There were many cherish items from Michael’s life like his sport trophies, framed diplomas that he was proud of and earned since Grade School and to keep their two little girls happy, Michael had their drawings they made for him framed which is now on the shelves and walls, covered with dust right now.

In the middle of the room was his meja tulis, meja which is filled with papers he had drew on his sketches for one of his many side projects which is building furniture made out of wood for their halaman awal and other people. His designs were amazing to looked at and when it was time to make them for real, Michael had putted so much faith and time into those that the furniture had become lebih beautiful in real life which is right now, it was really one of the few things he like to do for the past few months beside not wanting to be with his wife and kids.

selanjutnya to his meja tulis, meja was the big green suede easy chair that he loves since he brought it at a flea market for only $20. He told Jamie that hari when he brought that chair that the moment he sat on that chair, it was one of the most comfortable things he ever sat on and it makes he felt good about himself which was that very moment, Michael was sitting on it with a soft flannel blanket covering him and an opened book on his lap but he wasn’t membaca the book at all, he was just staring into space.

Jamie founded him sitting there and wanting their cinta to come back again, she walked behind the green chair, put her arms around his shoulders, and smoothing his neck and stubbles on his face while saying to him in a soft and sweet voice, “Morning, Baby. How anda are feeling right now?”
Without turning around and staring at those pale blue eyes of her with his brown ones, Michael told her in a low voice that he just got a bad dream about Iraq, gave him the creeps, and went to his sarang, den to be safe. Hearing that, still with her arms around his neck, Jamie kissed his neck, jaw, and a bit of his right ear, she asked him if he can talk to her about it so she can see if she can help him out with it to make it better for him.

There was another silence between them when she asked him that but it was broken when Michael turned to her for the first time, stared at her with those empty brown eyes again like always and answered her pertanyaan oleh saying to her, “No, Jamie. anda can’t help me out with it. Not this time.”

Wanting to help him right now but can’t because her husband told her that he didn’t wanted her help right now, Jamie asked him another question. “When is the time for me to help you?” The moment he heard that, Michael answered her pertanyaan oleh saying to her, “I don’t know, Jamie. Probably soon but now, can anda leave the sarang, den right now? I would like to be alone.”

“Like always!” thought oleh Jamie when she heard that line many times before this and wanting her husband that she cares about him and loves him, Jamie kissed him on the cheek and told him that if he wanted some breakfast atau something, she will be making pancake for the girls this morning and there will be a cup of coffee waiting for him. “How that feels, Honey?”

In return, Michael didn’t say a word to her about it; he just gave her a nod and went back to his curtain covered window he was staring at before. Jamie saw that, sighed to herself again for knowing that she did another unsuccessful job of getting him to come back to her. Jamie was wondering when he will turn to her again and telling her that he loves her and there will be a little clearing of hope in his eyes and everything will go back to normal when she heard the tiny footsteps of their daughters, walking to the dapur for some breakfast. Jamie knew that she had to go and begin to walked out of the sarang, den to take care of Mac and Izzie and get little Jake out of his room and into the dapur where she will be right here in waiting for Michael to come back.