Ex-wife, Please Come Back

As Jacob became older, his fear of loss magnified. Who wasn't afraid of losing all they had? Jacob had only a handful of people in his life. If James left him, it would undoubtedly be a big blow.

As he sank into this melancholy thought, a hand touched his shoulder. Jacob realized it was a strong hand and there was no way it belonged to Sara.

Sara gaped in surprise. It was James. He had come back!

"I went to make changes with my flight reservation. It's bustling with people out there. In that noisy surrounding, I didn't hear my phone ring," James explained, his face eerily calm.

He had dwelt on these sad thoughts for too long. Now he was calm as a millpond. He had come to terms with this parting.

"Uncle James..." Jacob's voice came as a sob. "I thought I would never see you again," he added.

The next second he embraced James. 'These are my father's arms, ' he thought to himself, welling up with emotions.

Jacob was on the verge of tears but somehow managed to suppress them. He remembered that James had told him that real men don't cry.

The two grown men remained embracing each other. Lots of people stopped to watch them.

Jacob, however, felt no embarrassment. He simply hugged James, praying he wouldn't leave him.

Just the thought of being parted from him ached his heart. His dependence on James wasn't something that had formed overnight.

He loved this man even when he was a child. In fact, he always dreamed of growing up and becoming like him. It was a dream that seemed quite hard to achieve. However, with years of hard work, Jacob had become like his beloved Uncle James.

But now, he couldn't care less about any success. If the price of his success was to lose James, then he wished he had been oblivious of the truth.

He couldn't stand being separated from James. To keep him here, Jacob was willing to pretend like nothing had happened.

But James was dead set on leaving. Because of the difference, Jacob had never been more terrified in his life.

everything, noticed James's eyes were glistening with tears. She was

remain calm during any sort of adversity. She had thought Uncle James wasn't capable of sorrow. He was the man people went to when

of the reasons why people admired

He was still a strong man and such people

left his guard down, wiped his eyes with the back

it. Trust me," James said, trying to sound cheerful. Jacob, on the other

thought to himself, once again on the verge of tears. His sorrow was too strong that he had difficulty

shift in his mood. He clenched his fists and stood straight. He was overcome by

he had been silly to worship this man. He

eyes, he expressed, "Uncle James, do you know what I am going to think if you leave?" He spoke in

would have screamed. However, not wanting to create a scene, he spoke in a low voice. In spite of this, there was an edge in his

expect perfection from people. We are all flawed. And yes, I admit I am a coward. I choose to leave because I am afraid that you will blame me. This is as hard for me

Jacob and narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he looked a lot older

had made up his

was the sole reason he confessed

words. His stubbornness wouldn't allow him to change

left, Jacob wouldn't meet him again. At this

his life was abandoning him! He

are nothing but a coward! Will your departure change anything? No, it won't! Nothing is going to change. Don't think escaping a problem is a

roared like a wounded bull. His sudden fury came as a shock to James. Even Sara trembled a little. As far as she could remember, Jacob had never raised his voice in front of James. He was someone that he treated

him lose it, Sara couldn't help but gape at him. She had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen. She wished

she remained silent, not wanting to cause further trouble

even more and more complicated. Her interference would

the chase and hit the nail on the head. Even though his straightforward way of addressing the issue caused

few words. Jacob was one such person.

had been uttered was

all my life. But there