Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 11 That’s Not Her

Why would she be at this small clinic?’ “What’s going on with you, Brendan?” Brendan collected his thoughts, but Deirdre’s name was deeply ingrained into his mind and he was having trouble stopping himself from thinking about it. “I’m fine.” A moment later, his tightly-clenched fist relaxed. “Let’s head inside.” Sterling checked Charlene’s vital signs before he scribbled a prescription for medication and told her to take some precautionary steps. Brendan was seated in an area not far away, fiddling with the Coral Bells potted plant placed at a corner.  The potted plant looked rather familiar to him. He remembered that when the woman had married him, she had not been fond of being outside. It was as if her biggest hobby was to spend all day pruning and fiddling with the Coral Bells in the living room. She would chuckle and say, “Brendan, do you know what Coral Bells symbolize? They symbolize a bright future because they can bloom with the most beautiful colors on the coldest days. Do you think that our relationship will be the same?” “The potted plant.” Brendan tugged at his tie impatiently and spoke out of nowhere. “Is not a common plant. Why did you choose to plant it, Dr. Fuller?” Sterling looked up. His expression was stern, but he appeared to be smiling when he looked at the Coral Bells. His eyes were swirling with emotion. “I don’t know much about plants. She planted them.” “She?” Brendan became agitated for no apparent reason but remembered the figure he had seen in the backyard earlier, so he asked almost instantaneously, “Who is she?” Before Sterling could answer, the office door was opened and Deirdre walked through, saying, “Sterling, the rope swing in the backyard snapped and the children almost got hurt. Remember to get a sturdy rope to replace it after work.” Deirdre suddenly felt a scorching hot gaze on her when she finished her sentence. Her senses were sharp due to her impaired vision, and she