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Lorelei had made an unscheduled visit to Richard’s office at the church, and was sobbing hysterically, her tears blurring his scribbled sermon notes on a blue legal pad as she leaned forward over his desk: “I’m so afraid I’m going to lose Judd and HE’S ALL I HAVE…he says he feels OLD and that scares me because he CAN’T be old and leave me…but he’s obsessed about your book and his nightmare…”

Richard spoke softly, calmly attempting to stop her waterfall–“Lorelei, take a couple deep breaths–and tell me what brought this on today…did Judd drop you off here?”

“NO, I had to call a taxi because he’s driving all over creation trying to sell the painting you encouraged him to do which was supposed to stop the nightmare that he’s living your experience in the Victorian that you wrote about, don’t you understand–he’s going to have a stroke or heart attack and he’ll be gone and I’ll be alone…” she was choking on her words, and shaking.

“Lorelei, I’m going to get you a glass of water–just breathe, I’ll be right back”; but instead he hurried to the supplies closet, called Judd’s phone, and quickly learned he was at the library showing the painting of the nightmare to a few interested patrons–“Judd, you need to come to my office now, Lorelei’s here, in great distress”–he heard Judd’s, “oh God”, and the call ended.

Judd was much calmer than Richard as he entered the pastor’s office; he nodded with a gentle smile, and put his arms around his wife; “it’s alright, Love, I’m here–everything’s alright,” he soothed as she clung to him–“let’s go home now, honey.”

As he guided her trembling steps to the door, Judd looked at Richard with pained eyes, and thanked him, adding–“life gets to be too much for her sometimes, and I missed the signs this morning…she just runs out of steam”.

~ Cale