sorry... I’m just worried about you.”
She sighed. “I’m sorry, too.” She started to climb off the couch so I got out of her way.
She stood up in front of me and took off her shirt.
“This is me,” she said as she pulled down her pants. “This is your wife. I’ve been alive longer than anyone else, but I still suck at it.”
We laid in bed together; she wanted more, but it didn’t feel right. We held each other and eventually she came down enough to fall asleep. I watched her for over an hour as she slept.
I didn’t regret marrying her. Or falling in love with her. I didn’t regret a thing.
“I want to die,” Kara said.
I was just about to leave for work when she said it, and she sounded for a moment like a teenager who’d just been grounded. But that wasn’t Kara; Kara meant it.
“You want to start over again?” I asked.
“No... I want to stop starting over. I want to be dead. I want you to rip out my heart and feed it to a goddamned grizzly bear. I want to get this over with.”
“Would that even work? The bear, I mean?”
She shrugged. “I doubt it. My heart would probably just start burning up somewhere inside its large intestine... you know... kind of like Mexican food.” She smiled at her own joke. “I think the only way to stop me from being born again would be to flash freeze me like a salmon.”
And that’s when it came to me.
It felt strange; I wanted to help her with what she wanted more than anything but I didn’t want to lose her.
“Would you really do it?” I asked. “If you found a way to die, would you?”
“I’ve had plenty of life,” she said quietly. “I’m ready for something else.”
I gave her a kiss on her forehead. And then I gave Callum a call, wondering just how far our friendship could stretch.
Callum didn’t believe me at first when I told him about Kara, and I think that somehow made me feel a little better. It’s not like I had any proof.
We were walking together along the trail by the marina, watching people jogging and rollerblading and getting on with their lives. I’d told him the story; I’d told him everything, and then we just continued on in silence for almost a half hour.
That’s how long it took for him to come around.
“Would you really let her go?” he asked me. “I mean, if somehow we actually had the balls to do this.”
“It’s what she wants. I think that’s worth more than anything else.”
“There are other things to try... counselling or something.”
“She doesn’t want that. She doesn’t want anything else.”
Callum gave me a quick pat on the shoulder. “I’ll only do it if it’s really what you want.”
I nodded. “It’s what I want.”
We turned around a few minutes later, walking back without much talking. I didn’t really want to keep on about it.
As for what I wanted for Kara, I’m sure Callum knew I was lying. But he didn’t call me on it.
Kara and I met Callum a few nights later, after his staff had gone home. He didn’t look at all happy to see us; I knew I was asking a lot.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I asked him.
“I have to be,” he said. “You need my help so here we are.” He looked over to Kara and gave her a nervous smile. “It’s non-toxic. That way you’ll know you’re not poisoning the earth.”
Kara didn’t say a word or even nod. She just stared at him blankly.
“That’s good,” I said, trying to smile. I wrapped my arm around my beautiful wife and gave her a squeeze. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked her.
She nodded.
I looked over to Callum. “So it needs to happen... before...”
“I know,” Callum said. “I have ether for that.”
I tensed up a little. “Will it hurt?”
Kara pulled at my hand. I looked over to see her slowly shaking her head at me. I wanted to think she was telling me to forget the whole thing, to take her home and just hold her. But all she really wanted was for me to shut up.
He led us through a door into a tiled room. On one wall was a shower and a shelf with some glass and plastic bottles. On the other side was a long metal table, and next to that a red couch; both looked out of place.
“This is