The Third Wife (16 page)
Cody
I
can't believe how full and complete my life is right now. Six years ago I was a
drowning man. I'd almost given up hope of ever finding this peace and serenity.
Not to mention this great love that now consumed me. My life as my wildflower
would say was un-freaking-believable. I've come to appreciate so much, my
wives, my children, our home, so much has happened in this time.
The
girls have started a business. Well actually wildflower started a business with
her soap and candle making. They're doing tremendously well in online sales and
a few local shops had decided to carry their products as well. Next year they
were thinking of branching off into knitted goods.
Somehow
this girl had come into all our lives and made us whole. Arlene was flourishing
in a way I never thought I would see after our first two years together. It
took us both a while to realize that it and been Sharon's influence that had
been draining her. Now she is a happy, vivacious woman. The fact that
wildflower included her and made her feel a part of whatever they were doing,
went a long way to building her self confidence.
And
then there's Sharon, my problem child. It wasn't easy for her and it wasn't a
picnic for us either. Her first few weeks in therapy were a nightmare. She
seemed to be getting worse instead of better there for a while. And since the
sessions were private I had no way of knowing what the hell was going on and
what moves I should make. My only thought was protecting my family.
Things
really came to a head one day when I heard a commotion outside my office
window. The sound was so foreign I almost didn't process it at first. But when
I realized what was going on my heart moved to my throat and my feet ran
towards the noise.
Outside,
between the main house and the guesthouse, Alana had Sharon by her hair and was
dragging her. When she turned to look at me there was a handprint on her right
cheek. I saw red, I didn't even think, just reacted as I stepped towards
Sharon. What I would've done I have no idea. I just knew that the thought of
anyone laying hands on my wife annoyed the hell out of me.
That
Sharon was also my wife was neither here nor there. She had proven time and
again that that was a position she no longer had any interest in holding.
Before I could reach her though, Wildflower had stopped me in my tracks.
"No Cody, this is
between her and I."
"But she struck you."
"I provoked her, now
stay out of it." She turned back to a screaming, wailing Sharon who seemed
to be having a tantrum.
"I hate you..."
"Well I don't have
much love for you either bitch, but you will respect me. Now get your ass up
and act like you have some sense. And the next time you mouth off at me like
that I'll kick your ass again. Now go clean up before your daughter comes home
and sees you like this." With that she threw her to the ground, walked
over to me, planted a kiss on my lips, took my elbow, and led me back to the
house.
I looked back to see what kind
of state Sharon was in. She was fuming, but she was trying to fix herself as
she rushed back to the guesthouse.
"You wanna tell me what that was about?"
"Nope, it's between us girls, let's just say it was long
overdue. Hopefully now that she's gotten that out of her system things should
be a little saner around here. You do know your wife is nuts right?"
She wasn't expecting an
answer so I didn't give her one.
That
was four years ago or so. Things have certainly changed around here since then.
Therapy for all of us was eye opening. I learned a lot about myself and about
my family and what they need from me and me from them. Apart from what the
therapist brought to the forefront. I learned for myself that my love for Alana
was something to be celebrated, not to be guilt ridden over. I learned to free
myself completely. She was just the one that did it for me. Sharon and Arlene
were still my wives, Sharon after much therapy and some blowups between not
only her and Wildflower, but her and Arlene as well, had finally started to
come to terms with reality.
The
fact that Alana dragged her into their business venture went a long way to
easing the transition. We learned that Sharon thrived on being the center of
attention so when it came to dealing with business meetings and such and the
catalog for their products, she was the model and spokes person. She really
enjoyed that. Thank goodness she’d found her niche, something that made her
happy. She was a much more pleasant person these days.
She
has even thanked Wildflower on more than one occasion for the opportunity. Now
every time I see the three of them with their heads bent together, it makes me
extremely proud. They've come so far. In the last five years Alana have given
me three more children, twin boys, Caleb and Chad and now one girl only two
months ago, my little Chandra. I have one daughter each from Arlene and Sharon,
Courtney and Clarissa. Yes everyone knows how I feel about my sons and about
the one who bore them for me. But thankfully we have all settled into our
place, and we're all finally happy. I give to them what is in me to give, no
more, no less.
Now my family is happy,
strong and together.
THE
END
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