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.

James's eyes were glistening with tears. She was shocked. This man was the epitome

adversity. She had thought Uncle James wasn't capable of sorrow. He was the man people went to when they

of the reasons why

him. He was still a strong man and such people never lacked admirers.

down, wiped his

said, trying to sound cheerful. Jacob, on the other hand, looked at his hands. They were wide

he thought to himself, once again on the verge of tears.

was a sudden shift in his mood. He clenched his fists and stood straight. He

had been silly to worship this man. He was nothing but a coward!

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

they hadn't been in a public place, Jacob 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

can't expect perfection from people. We are all flawed. And yes, I admit I am a coward. I choose to leave because

and narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he looked

had made up his mind. Nothing would dissuade him

determination was the sole reason he confessed

of his words. His

certain that if he left, Jacob wouldn't meet him again. At this thought, his heart ached unbearably.

all his life was abandoning him! He growled

won't! Nothing is

a shock to James. Even Sara trembled a little. As far as she could remember, Jacob had never raised his

help but gape at him. She had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen. She wished to speak but for some reason, words wouldn't come

wanting to cause further trouble

and more complicated. Her interference would do

head. Even though his straightforward way of addressing the issue

had an innate ability that helped them confess what they felt using a few words. Jacob was one such person. On one hand, James was

had been uttered was

away his face and admitted, "You are right, Jacob! I have been a coward all my