with and spending time with Corrine made it easier to deal with.”
“It wasn’t until my nineteenth birthday that things started to get complicated. You see, my father insisted that I marry. He even had a girl picked out who was a perfect match on paper but was hideous in person. She came to visit once and it was horrible. I tried to get away, and once I did, your mum and I raced away to the woods behind the house.”
“We we’re both out of breath from running so fast and we we’re laughing. In that instant, your mother looked so perfect. I moved closer to her and placed my hand along the side of her neck and I could see that something had shifted between us and that she was feeling it too.”
“Our lips met and it was one of the softest and sweetest kisses, still to this day. The kiss deepened and the whole world seemed to fade away. It was just me and Corri, and it felt so damn right.”
“I broke off the kiss and we made our way to a hunter’s lodge that was sparsely furnished. I wanted more time with her and that was the closest place I could think of that would keep us away from prying eyes. I had never lain with a woman before and your mother sensed my hesitation.”
“She reached for my hand and placed it over her heart. Her heart was strong and steady. ‘Make me yours,’ she said softly. She was giving me her innocence and I was to become her most humble servant.”
“After it was done, I felt such fulfillment and I knew my heart belonged to Corrine. That night I went to speak to my father. I told him that I wanted to marry Corrine. He laughed until he realized I was dead serious. We argued and then he dismissed me as if nothing had happened.”
“The next day, I went to find Corri but she was nowhere to be found. Knowing that my father must have been involved, I burst into his office and we had one of the worst rows ever. He admitted to sending her away, but he wouldn’t tell me where.”
“And then all of a sudden he grabbed his chest and fell to the floor. Within a few minutes he stopped breathing and the life left his body. When the doctor finally arrived he said that my father had suffered a major heart attack. After his funeral, I sent an investigator to try and find her, but he couldn’t find any trace of a Corrine Baxbury. Now I know why,” St. Vincent finished.
Gage sat in silence, trying to absorb his father’s story. “So you never knew about me then?” Gage questioned quietly.
“No, I didn’t. I would have given anything to be with her, even more so if I had known about you,” his father said as he turned around. “ Son .”
That word on his lips was too much for Gage. He looked up to see that St. Vincent was feeling the same. He offered his hand to Gage and when Gage stood up to take it, his father pulled him into a tight embrace, but not before he saw the tears in the older man’s eyes.
Soon Gage was in tears too, as that was the only emotion he could clearly express at the moment. All the hate that he’d felt over the years seemed to fade away and there was an ache in his chest when he thought of all the things that they had both missed out on.
“I’m in love with Alice Rutledge,” Gage admitted as they pulled apart.
“My Alice?” his father laughed.
Gage scowled, “Not your Alice, my Alice,” he corrected.
“Well if you love her why didn’t you ask for her hand?”
“I was going to but you beat me to it, plus I don’t quite meet her monetary requirements.”
St. Vincent
Jo Willow, Sharon Gurley-Headley