Stormy Tears

Events in our lives cause tears to flow from male and female, the unexplained that will never be answered…  Sadly we all know only to well, just think about all that has happened in our country in the past couple months, personal loss that tugs at the hearts of all even though we don’t know everyone involved. Yet we still feel heartache, grabbing tissues to wipe our eyes even though we’re miles away it touches all of us.

Saturday morning the thunderstorm woke them. The rain pounded the earth, and the lightning was relentless. Craig took the Hummer to get the paper. “Carla we have to go out in this to take the Hummer back to Howard and you’ll have to follow me in the BMW, are you hungry or should we just go now?”

“Just give me a few minutes to dress.”

“Morning Howard, Hummer drives really nice,” Craig said, placing the keys on the counter.

“Thanks Craig, want to come in for breakfast, just fixing up some for Tommy?” Howard asked as he saw Craig shake his head, “Not today, we don’t really have an appetite today, see you later.”

“I understand.”

Craig ran to the car. “Craig, I just want to drive,” Carla stated as he closed the door.

“You’re at the wheel, wherever you want to go. Need to talk I’m here.” Craig placed his arm on her shoulder and gave her a slight squeeze.

“Is Tommy ok?” Carla probed.

“Howard was fixing him breakfast so I’m assuming he’s ok. The connection for him was not like ours. You like Tommy Carla?” Craig asked touching her arm as he thought about his own nightmare and the friend he loss yesterday, fighting back the tears that were in his eyes.

Carla pointed to the tissue box as she said, “Yes Craig, he reminds me of Charlie.” She too was fighting back the tears as she drove trying to escape yesterday.

“This incident, brought you a night mare last night, you tossed a little.” Craig said handing her a tissue.

“Craig I’m not surprised, you did too. Monday I’ll call Vanessa and make an appointment, think that will help.” Carla made herself a mental note, focused on the road to get her mind off the sorrow she felt, glancing over to see Craig dab the tears in his eyes with a tissue.