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TITLE: A Heart of Love | Previous Challenge Entry
By Mildred Sheldon
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Scotty stood in the kitchen with his head down with a hangdog look. He finally raised his head and looked at Amy. He could tell she had been crying. It tore his heart to see the pain he’d caused his precious angel.
“Amy, I’m so sorry for all those hateful things I said last night. I had too much to drink at the party and when I saw Brad coming on to you I lost it. You are so beautiful and I know you dated Brad while you were in college. I don’t know what came over me. All I saw was red.”
Amy stood there dumbstruck. It took her awhile before she could speak. All the pent up anger surfaced and exploded. She yelled.
“Scotty Martin we have been married ten years. If you think I am interested in any other man you are out of your mind. What is wrong with you?”
Scotty looked at Amy with a look of abject repentance for what he said last night. He not only was shuffling his feet, but wringing his hands trying to find a way to apologize to his beautiful wife.
“Honey, I have no excuse except to ask your forgiveness. I love you so much, and when I saw Brad flirting with you I became insanely jealous. I accused you of having an affair and being unfaithful, but in my heart I knew it wasn’t true. To an alcohol soaked brain seeing things that is not fact runs rampant and untruths become fact. I am truly sorry for the way I acted. There is a song that says it all. ‘You always hurt the one you love. The one you shouldn’t hurt at all.’ That truly does apply.”
Amy raised her eyebrows and looked at Scotty. The look on his face, shuffling of his feet, the wringing of his hands touched her heart. Her love for Scotty melted her heart, and in a calm gentle tone said.
“Scotty, what do you think of forgoing alcohol at our next party? It brings out the worst in us. Our inhibitions are gone, and we revert back to our old selves, before we found Christ. I must confess that I found Brad’s flirting with me after all these years exhilarating, but we were all plastered.”
Scotty was shocked at Amy’s confession, and he stared at her with his mouth open.
“Amy!”
“Oh Scotty, we acted like spoiled kids. I humbly apologize and accept yours my love. I love you Scotty Martin more today then I did on my wedding day. You make my world go round.”
Scotty struck a pose, crossing his arms, raising one of his eyebrows looked at Amy pensively, before giving her a devilish grin.
“Come here you lushes minx and give me a kiss. I think we’ve learned a lesson, and I know we will never do that again.”
Amy rolled her eyes placing one hand on her hip swaggered toward her husband and they kissed tenderly.
“Why Scotty Martin, from now on we will not consume alcohol at any party. An alcohol soaked brain causes all kinds of trouble. Shall we eat breakfast and get ready for church? I think we need to have a serious talk with the Lord, and what better place then His house of worship.”
Scotty handed Amy a cup of coffee and popped bagels into the toaster.
“Amy, although we are children of God, and truly believe Christ is our Savior we still sin. I’m so thankful we can humbly approach the throne of grace asking forgiveness for our sins. Thank you God for Your mercy, grace, forgiveness, and above all love. I love what the anagram of grace stands for. God’s riches at Christ’s expense. Anagrams speak volumes.”
“Yes, my love, ‘For sin shall not be your master, because you are not under law, but under grace.’
Rom 6:14 NIV
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Avoid the need to explain the body language. "She was so angry." The reader knows.
Good writing...keep it up!
I did notice a typo ( those spell checks can't catch them all!:) instead of lushes it should be lucious unless you were making a play on words!
Either way, it was a delight to read. I enjoy reading your work each week!