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II
James woke before Colleen as he always did. Despite the singlesheet covering his body, he felt warmed, just by being close to the onewoman he truly loved. She could have picked anybody. Anybodywithout a limp, without a cane. But she chose him. He thought itmiraculous but more wonderful. She was the center of his world and hecould never be apart from the planet in which he orbited around. Graymorning light slipped through the thin blinds, falling on her naked bodyoutlined in the pale blue sheets. Even while she slept he still smiled ather. His hand rested above her head, his fingers twirling around astrand of her hair, his thoughts nowhere but on her. The light fell uponthe pink scars on his hands that looked like giant spider webs. Eachwas designed with different curves, different lines, different spatters of scar tissue. Even with his scars, she still chose him.Hours seemed to pass. James was more than content staring ather, watching her. He ignored the constant vibrating of his phone of somebody trying to contact him. Eventually he just turned off hisphone all together to just watch her. Her face was perfectly sculpted.Her breathing was completely paced without any form of imperfectionon its way to ruin it. She was perfect. He could never imagine being
 
graced by a presence so perfect. It was only a matter of time beforeher eyes began to flutter open. A small smile overcame her at the sightof her husband, the one man she truly loved. Despite the scars and thecane, she loved him. She brought her lips to his in a tender kiss beforesaying,“You know we never did get to talking about your new patient.”A small laugh seemed to come from nowhere. “Funny, Iremember you specifically distracting me.”Colleen laughed lightly. The laugh still made James get butterfliesin his stomach. “Now that I’m done
distracting
you, why don’t you tellme about him or her?”James shook his head. “Not now.”Her lip pouted immediately. “Why not?”“I would rather not think about work the first second I get tospend with you.”Colleen’s smile grew wider. “Aw, honey!” She wrapped her armsaround his neck and smothered him with kisses. “You’re so sweet!” Their kissing was cut short as the landline began to ring annoyingly onthe bedside table. In unison, the couple looked to the flashing phone.Colleen continued to shower him with kisses anyway as James reachedover simply to hang up on whoever was calling. Colleen moved herway down from his lips to his neck. The phone rang again. Jamesgroaned angrily, picked up the phone, and brought the receiver to hisear with Colleen still kissing him.“Hello?” He growled.“Dr. Carlquist, a Detective Irving would like to see you as soon aspossible.”“Alright, thanks.” He turned to Colleen who now had anexpression of worry strewn on her formerly excited face. Jamesfrowned. “I have to go.” Colleen rolled off of him and returned back toher lonely spot on the other side of the bed to let him dress. He stood
 
and grabbed the first suit his hands could locate in the closet. Hebrushed his teeth quickly, rushing the comb through his hair withouteven trying to make his hair look presentable and didn’t even bother tomatch his shoes according to his suit. James dressed quickly, gatheringhis things together, about ready to leave the house, stopping, turning,and gave a long kiss to the robed Colleen who stood behind him to seehim out.“I’ll be back soon, I promise.” He placed his hand on her cheek inan attempt to reassure her. Her blue-gray eyes looked grayer in thechange of her emotions. “I promise. I love you.”“Love you too. Drive safe.” James gave her another kiss, a quicker one, before turning andlimping down the stairs two steps at a time. Colleen watched with herhand on her collarbone to support the blue robe as James drove downthe street. She frowned again before turning back inside.With a screech of his tires, James slid into the parking spacemeant for him. He rushed into the elevator in the lobby, shaking outhis umbrella before shutting it again, pressing the button for the thirdfloor. James held his briefcase in his hand and rolled his eyes up tostare at the ceiling. The shining double doors began to close but Jamespressed the door open as a man frantically approached the elevatorwith his arms outstretched.The man, dressed in a plaid flannel shirt and jeans, huffedslightly when inside the closed space. His old boots matched the oldblack cowboy hat on his head and the old black guitar case in his hand. The rugged red beard on his face made it impossible to tell whetherthe man was skinny or not since his clothes were much too big for him.His watery green eyes were slightly red, whether from irritation ortiredness, James was unsure. The man finally caught his breath, saying,“Thank you.”James smiled politely. “Your welcome. What floor?”
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