A Chistmas Miracle
Copyright© 2021 by DB86
Chapter 17
I stepped out, just in case I was needed.
“I have some bad news,” Lizzie said. “I’m sorry to be the one to have to tell you this.”
His eyebrows drew downward in a frown. “That doesn’t sound good.”
“It’s not,” Lizzie replied looking down at her shoes. “I’m sorry, J.J. Wendy passed away a few weeks ago. She died in a car accident.”
“No,” he said, shaking his head in denial. “That can’t be.”
I didn’t know what to say. The look of agony on my friend’s face broke my heart. A vein pulsed at his forehead. His eyes filled with tears. Abruptly, he walked off.
“J.J...” Lizzie made a move to follow but he held up a hand, as if to warn her to stay back.
I watched him walk along the edge of the fence until he was some distance away, then he stopped and bowed his head. He dropped to his knees, bent forward on his elbows and squeezed fistfuls of his hair while he rocked back and forth.
His despair caused a rise of emotion in me that was almost paralyzing.
I approached Lizzie.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said helplessly.
“Just give him a minute,” I advised her.
Finally, J.J. rose to his feet. He wiped his cheeks with the backs of his hands and turned to face us.
“Why didn’t I know?” he asked looking at Lizzie. “Why didn’t anyone tell me? It was him, wasn’t it?”
“You mean Dad,” Lizzie said.
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