A Cry For Goodness

BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE

A CRY FOR GOODNESS

Jane Lipsius Driver

 

 

If I could bend to Love,
Though now uncertain of my fate,
Eternally cursing my freedom,
Would you afterward not veil me in dishonor?

To stand in the brightness
And give evidence of your loving
This veil keeps beyond my reach
A reverence bestowed upon another.

My soul stands l

DAVID Part 9 of a 10 Part Romance Story

This is Part 9 of a ten-part romance story, David. Each Wednesday evening a part of the story is being posted.  Writer Jane is a long-distance member of the Beanery Writers Group, participating via the Beanery Online Literary Magazine. To read the previously posted parts of this story click on: DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story& DAVID Part 3 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 4 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 5 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 6 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 7 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 8 of a 10 Part Romance Story

The weeks flew by into summer. I worked and came home to messages from the wedding planners, and they demanded immediate attention. Usually one day on the weekend David and I would meet with them to make choices and give our approval or disapproval for one thing or another. It actually ended up being fun. We would make a day trip out of it and after the meeting spend the rest of the day exploring things in the area—the wineries, more galleries, or just the natural beauty nearby. Often in the evening I was his “arm candy” for functions with his partners in business. Their world was so different, but not unlearnable. Eventually, with David’s help and lessons, I learned to fit in with no fear.

David never relented on his campaign to have me quit my job. He even suggested

DAVID Part 8 of a 10 Part Romance Story

This is Part 8 of a ten-part romance story, David. Each Wednesday evening a part of the story is being posted.  Writer Jane is a long-distance member of the Beanery Writers Group, participating via the Beanery Online Literary Magazine. To read the previously posted parts of this story click on:  DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story& DAVID Part 3 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 4 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 5 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 6 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 7 of a 10 Part Romance Story

The next few weeks flew by. After work I had decisions to make each day.

One evening, we went back to dinner at the same place that we had had our first lunch. David said he had something he wanted to show me. After dinner we went outdoors and walked past that building and two others. They were so beautiful. They were hotels, each appointed with spas, meeting halls, banquet halls, restaurants and each a different rich and luxurious theme.

“These are mine…these are ours.” he signed to me. I only smiled. I was used to

DAVID Part 7 of a 10 Part Romance Story

Part 7 of a ten-part story, David, by long-distance Beanery Writers Group member Jane. Continuing segments will be posted in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine consecutive Wednesdays.
To read previous parts, in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine, click on  DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 3 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 4 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 5 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 6 of a 10 Part Romance Story

My eyes flew open, and there were tears in David’s eyes. I asked him what was wrong and he put his hand across his mouth. He had wanted to speak that! He didn’t know that what came through his hands carried more feeling than any voice could have.

“I’ll be your wife” I answered him. He jumped up from his chair and pulled a box from his pocket. It contained

DAVID Part 6 of a 10 Part Romance Story

Part 6 of a ten-part story, David, by long-distance Beanery Writers Group member Jane. Continuing segments will be posted in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine consecutive Wednesdays.
To read previous parts, in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine, click on  DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 3 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 4 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 5 of a 10 Part Romance Story

Conversation was a little difficult at that point. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. He told me he would show me to my suite in the house, and when I was ready we’d go out to see some things.

My suite? It was more like a wing. And it was full of bags of clothing and anything else I could possibly need. How did he do all this? Where was the life of struggle here? And did I really need

DAVID Part 5 of a 10 Part Romance Story

Part 5 of a ten-part story, David, by long-distance Beanery Writers Group member Jane. Continuing segments will be posted in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine consecutive Wednesdays.
To read previous parts, in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine, click on DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 3 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 4 of a 10 Part Romance Story

For the next few days I begged off seeing David. I was upset, sad. Any other negative mood you can think of I was wallowing in. On the third day, when I returned from work, he was waiting on my doorstep. “I’m sorry,” he signed.

We went inside and he asked me what he was sorry for. I had to tell him. “I don’t think I can see you anymore, David.”

There, I had bluntly stated it.

“Is it because of how I look?” he quickly signed.

“Oh no, David!” I was crying now and quietly added:

DAVID Part 4 of a 10 Part Romance Story

Part 4 of a ten-part story, David, by long-distance Beanery Writers Group member Jane. Continuing segments will be posted in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine consecutive Wednesdays.
 To read previous parts, in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine, click on  DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 3 of a 10 Part Romance Story

This was the beginning of my dating David, and learning about a man with so much strength I was always in awe of him.

I’ll go back now to the explanation of David’s injuries. A year before I met him he was struck by

DAVID Part 3 of a 10 Part Romance Story

Part 3 of a ten-part story, David, by long-distance member Jane. Continuing segments will be posted in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine consecutive Wednesdays. To read previous parts click on  DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story & DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story

We ate lunch with intermittent conversation, he writing, me speaking. At one point he raised his hand and used what I guessed was sign language.

“Well, missy smarty pants,” I thought. “How do

DAVID Part 2 of a 10 Part Romance Story

Part 2 of a ten-part story, David, by long-distance member Jane. Continuing segments will be posted in the Beanery Online Literary Magazine consecutive Wednesdays.
To read Part 1 click on DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story .

We walked through other galleries together. David was limping, obviously favoring his right leg. I was curious as a cat as to what happened to him, but he offered no explanation and I was too polite to ask. That politeness was difficult. I was biting my tongue. And darn it, I was becoming more interested in

DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story

—written by Jane   Jane is a long-distance member of the Beanery Writers Group. Below is part one of a ten-part romance story she submitted to the BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE. The remaining segments will be posted on this site each Wednesday evening for the next nine weeks. Segments will be filed in the category WR/V JANE
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It started out being a cool fall day in October. I put on a wool coat with a sweater underneath. I could take the coat off if it got warmer. The weatherman had predicted sunshine, with a light wind. Getting in my car I finally had a destination in mind—a small art community in Canada with galleries in Victorian homes. It was a rather wealthy community. I can’t imagine