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Steve hooks up with his ex-girlfriend's younger sister.
I moved some of the presents off to the side table to clear some room for the cake. Young girls created a lot of noise, and I found myself doing busy work to try and keep my mind centered. I was as nervous as Maria.
"She sure is excited," Martha Cummings said, helping me organize forks, plates, and napkins.
"I hope it's not a disappointment," I whispered, not that the din created by the girls would have allowed my voice to travel far.
"She's been talking about it all week," Martha added. That added more pressure. If the meeting went bad, I would have a depressed ex and a possible return of the problems. Maria would be confused, the return of the tears. I should have called Darla and gotten some advice. I felt unarmed for something that once seemed simple. "It will be fine." Mrs. Cummings placed her hand on my forearm. I had been staring at Maria.
"Of course it will." I smiled and found more busy work.
The doorbell at 11:30 crawled up my spine, sending an undesired shiver to my extremities. Maria froze looking toward the door, her friend's mouths still moving as if a world-ending event wasn't about to happen. I took a deep breath and moved to answer the door. There was fear in my daughter's eyes which exported to mine.
Jake entered the house with zero confidence and a happily wrapped box under his arm. He gave me half a smile to match his halting hello. He found Maria still staring, and I saw the color leave his face as fear fed fear. I turned to find Maria's eyes flooding, which egged on mine. A disaster in the making.
"Daddy!" Maria shouted. She leaped to her feet and ran into his arms. Fear evaporated, tears flowed. Jake dropped the package and wrapped his arms around his daughter, lifting her to his chest and hugging her close. I wiped at my traitorous eyes, using the closing of the door to cover my weakness. Jake and Maria didn't seem to care who saw their tears.
"I missed you so much sweetie," Jake said into her ear. I patted Maria on her back and moved toward the kitchen. Jake and Maria would have to reestablish their relationship with me on the peripheral. Maria needed the both of us, and we needed her. It would be better if she didn't rely on us together.
"That was touching," Mrs. Cummings said, wiping her eyes.
"Better than I could have hoped," I said truthfully. Looking back, the two were still hugging, Maria's arms and legs wrapped securely around her father. Jake mouthed a 'thank you' to me. I smiled back, the many high pitched voices hiding the reunion from unconcerned eyes.
"You're better now?" Maria asked. She and Jake were alone in the kitchen having brought in some of the now empty cake plates. I was about to walk in with more, but decided to leave that answer to Jake.
"Much better, Cupcake," Jake said brightly and with a renewed confidence. "I am seeing a doctor and gave up drinking." I was surprised at his candor, though Maria deserved the truth.
"That means you'll be coming home again," Maria said excitedly. I froze, trying to decide whether it was time to interfere. I had explained what a divorce meant to Maria, but she obviously thought it was conditional.
"Oh, Maria," Jake said softly, "There are some things that can't be undone." I heard shuffling, probably Jake taking Maria in his arms again. "I'm so sorry I can't put things back to the way they were. Your mother and I have an understanding, and you're at the center of it. Me coming back home is not part of it."
"But why not?"
"Well, you see...things happened. I did things, said things that damaged the love between your mother and I. We'll always care for each other, but the things that kept us together are gone. Luckily, we have you, so we'll always be friends." I covered my mouth and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to forestall another set of tears.
"But I want to see you more," Maria cried.
"Me too," Jake sighed, "In time, we'll be able to see each other as much as we want.