You deserve happiness. Isn't that what the Twenty Wishes are all about? Going after the things you want in life. Places to see, people to meet, experiences to live. Don't hold back now. Go for it!"
Could Jacqueline be right?
Without some kind of pledge from her, Jacqueline was never going to shut up about this. "I'll consider it." That was the best she could do for now.
"Good." Jacqueline nodded, obviously pleased.
Lillie relaxed, wondering how she could possibly approach Hector. Oh, for heaven's sake, what did she know about such things? If David was alive, she could've asked him. He was the one with all the dating experience. That thought produced a hysterical giggle that she tried, unsuccessfully, to swallow.
Jacqueline regarded her closely. "What's so funny?"
Embarrassed, Lillie shook her head. "You - saying I should contact my friend and ask him out." She waved her hand. "I was just thinking - Never mind."
"No, tell me," Jacqueline insisted.
So she did, and soon they were both laughing.
The waiter brought their lunch and automatically refilled their glasses.
"You're going to do it," Jacqueline said firmly, leaving no room for argument. She reached for her fork.
"I - "
"Yes, you are," Jacqueline returned. "You want to see this man, don't you?"
Lillie gave a barely perceptible nod.
"If you need me standing by to encourage you, then that's what I'll do."
Lillie felt a moment's hope. No, it was impossible. Even if she did find the courage, she didn't know what kind of outing to suggest. Perhaps a movie? Barbie seemed to be going to the movies a lot these days.
"You're looking serious now," Jacqueline said.
"He might refuse," she blurted out. "I might've completely misread him."
"So what?" Her friend shrugged as if this was an insignificant concern. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained."
"But..."
"Would you stop," Jacqueline said.
Lillie had yet to try a single bite of her salad. "You're right, you're right." She picked up her fork, then laid it down again. "The problem is, we don't have a single thing in common."
"Except for the fact that you're attracted to him and I assume he is to you."
"Jacqueline, I am attracted to him. I really am. I go to sleep thinking about him. I yearn for him..." Her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Have you analyzed what's so attractive about him?"
She knew the answer immediately. "Oh, yes - he's kind and gentle and honorable. He loves his children and I'm positive he was a faithful husband." Just talking about Hector was enough to bring tears of longing to her eyes.
"You want him?" Jacqueline whispered the question.
"Not the way you're thinking." This wasn't merely physical desire, although he was a good-looking man and late at night she'd fantasized about his mouth, his hands.... What she felt was, above all, emotional - that need for true kinship, that recognition of another's soul. She tried to explain her feelings to her friend.
"This must be one helluva man," Jacqueline commented.
"He is."
"Then don't wait, Lillie," Jacqueline said earnestly. "I wasted too many years of my life before Reese and I..."
She let the rest fade, but Lillie knew what she meant. Jacqueline's marriage had been like her own. She and Reese had lived as strangers for years. Jacqueline had reason to believe her husband had a mistress, and as a result she'd moved into a spare bedroom. They'd remained stiffly polite, ignoring each other as much as possible in the privacy of their home, acting like a loving couple outside it. No one had suspected. No one knew the truth about them.
Except Lillie.
She'd been able to identify the signs because she'd lived the same scenario.
Then, shortly before David's accident, something changed between Jacqueline and Reese. Almost overnight they set aside their differences and became lovers again. They'd even traveled to Greece on a second honeymoon. The love was back in their marriage and in their lives.
Lillie never learned exactly what had brought about the change, although she suspected that Tammie Lee, the Donovans' daughter-in-law, had something to do with it. When Paul had first brought home his young bride from Louisiana, Jacqueline had been horrified. Tammie Lee, with her southern drawl, wasn't the daughter-in-law she'd wanted.
Personally, Lillie had instantly liked the young woman. She was sweet and genuine and good-humored, even if she did talk about recipes for pickled pigs' feet and boiled peanuts.
It'd taken Jacqueline months to accept the idea of her only son married to Tammie Lee and then gradually, the relationship between the two women had undergone a shift. Not long after that, the relationship between Jacqueline and her