Posted by triciaandersen
First of all, I so apologize. I left last week as a cliffhanger and this week’s picture prompt just didn’t want to work with that. So this week’s Tuesday Tale is from another project I am working on – one that is near to my heart and I hope to finish soon.
Rico limped on his cane across the sterile hospital room. His smile widened as he placed the small red box in Max’s hand.
“I came to return this to you,” Rico informed Max as he winked. “Maybe you should show Zoey. I think she’d like to see it.”
“Rico,” Max warned. “Now is not the time.”
“I would like to see it.”
Max turned, his warm brown eyes meeting Zoey’s. Her blue eyes glowed hopefully against her pale skin.
Max’s heart clenched in his chest. He couldn’t put this pressure on Zoey, not while she was lying in this hospital. The stress this kind of step could cause would really do Zoey harm. It would certainly set off her CVS*.
“Zoey, I promise. I will show you later. Not here.”
Zoey’s face fell. “Why not here?”
“Zoey, sweetheart, please.”
“Max, just show me.”
“You need to show her, Max,” Rico chimed in.
Max shot a glare at Rico. He slowly exhaled as he approached Zoey’s hospital bed. He gently opened the red wrapped box and turned it towards Zoey. Inside, nestled in a seat of velvet, was the most beautiful diamond Zoey had ever seen.
“Max, it’s beautiful!” Zoey glowed.
“I’m glad you like it.”
“Who is it for?”
Max paused. “For you, Zoey.”
“I wanted to take you to dinner then to the lake.”
“To do what?” Butterflies swarmed in Zoey’s stomach. If the IV stuck in the back of her hand hadn’t been pumping anti-nausea drugs through her veins, Zoey knew she would be sick to her stomach right now.
Max slowly dropped his knee to the tile floor as he held the ring out to Zoey. “Marry me, Zoey. I love you with all I am. I love you just the way you are. Be my wife.”
For those of you wondering what CVS is, this is a link to the Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome Website.
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