Watching Their Dance: Three Sisters, a Genetic Disease and Marrying into a Family At Risk for Huntington’s
Chapter 4-Walking Away (from the love of my life)-page 42
“‘Therese, it’s Sue.’ Sue was a college friend who worked in the women’s-accessories office. “Are you sitting down? This is terrible. You’re not going to believe it.”
“What? What happened?’
Between sobs, Sue said, “Heather’s husband got on a plane in Chicago to come home from his business trip, and it crashed just after takeoff. He died.”
My hand went over my mouth. “Oh, my God!” I rocked back in my chair, feeling as if I’d been punched in the stomach.
“Hello, hello. Are you still there, Therese?”
“Yes, yes, I’m here. Oh, how horrible!” Now I started to cry. Poor Heather! They were such a happy couple. They had their whole life ahead of them!” My brown furrowed as I heard familiar words escaping my mouth. “I guess you never know what’s going to happen in life.”
As I groped in a drawer for a tissue, Jerry patted my should, packed up his ties, and said he’d call me next week. The assistants quickly gathered in Sue’s office, where she had a small TV. The newscaster said, “American Airlines Flight 191 took from O’Hare International Airport in Chicago at eleven a.m., and moments later, it crashed. Two hundred and fifty-eight died, along with thirteen crew-members and two people on the ground. An investigation by the FAA will begin tomorrow.
The rest of the afternoon was a blur. The whole buying office was quiet, with none of the buzz usually heard throughout the department. Trying to get some work done, I looked down at my desk pad and found you never know what’s going to happen in life written all over it. The words stared back at me as I attempted to read the secret lying between the lines.”