Tamie took a couple of slow breaths, hoping to slow her hammering heart. Where was he?
Dez, her husband of three years, was supposed to be home by now. It was two hours after
when he should have materialize at the front door. His refusal to answer his phone had
Tamie feeling very perturbed. Where was he? If he was delaying his arrival to create a
setting for an anniversary surprise it was working. Only he was the one who was going
to be surprised when he experienced his wife's tongue lashing for putting her through the
past two hours of consternation.
Tamie battled against the whispers of accusation that came uninvited to her reasoning over
Dez's absence. "He doesn't care about your feelings." "He's dense about the female species."
"He forgot and he's out with the guys.”
Tamie plopped down in front of her laptop and signed in. Maybe he had left an email that
explained everything. Why hadn't she thought of this before? She quickly glanced down the
list of unread messages and sure enough, there were two from him. One was sent shortly
after he'd arrived at work and the other had been sent about an hour ago. She clicked on the
morning message and read it quickly, chuckling involuntarily at her husband's silly wit. It was
a brief anniversary greeting. In it he admitted that he'd left for work without waking her and
giving her an anniversary kiss. "Don't know where my head was," he insisted.
Tamie went back to her in box and clicked on the second message. It had been sent from
his cell phone and had her instantly alerted that something was wrong. "Clue-Search Engine. I
wan…" She drew a quick breath, but didn't realize she was holding it until her lungs protested.
Her heart accelerated and a whimper surfaced from the depths of her emotions. The text
message had been interrupted somehow and then her calls had been going directly to voice
mail since then.
The whispers returned. "He's been in an accident." "He's dead." " He can't answer his phone
because he's in the hospital," taunted another mischievous thought.
Tamie's first thought was to call the hospital to see if Dez had been brought to the
emergency room. Then her eyes caught the brief message and were held for a moment.
"Clue-Search Engine..." What could that be about? What was she supposed to search for? The
only thing she was wondering about at the moment was where is Dez. It was a crazy idea, but
she was desperate enough to give it a try. She typed in her husband's name, "Dez Smith" and
clicked the search arrow. The top link on the page that appeared was one of those that
advertisers pay to have positioned at the top of the stack. It had been placed there by her
husband. The link was entitled, “Howmuchyoumeantome@ouranniversary.com." Tears welled
in Tamie's eyes as she clicked on the link and began studying the web page that appeared. She
knew it would take hours to fully explore the site and she marveled that Dez had put forth the
effort to design and build it.
She looked at a paragraph at the top center of the home page. It was written by Dez to her
and the more she read the more she had to dab away tears. It read:
“I know you have probably wondered what’s going on tonight, but I have a reason for what
I've done. There’s a saying that you don’t know what you got ‘til it’s gone. Hopefully you
understand what I’ve done here. I want you to know that had our roles in this little drama
been reversed I would have been going crazy. I can’t imagine life without you. Hopefully you
have a better idea of how much you mean to me. Please forgive me for my unusual
anniversary scheme. Hopefully you can understand and accept my love for the rest of your
Suddenly the front door opened and he stood there with a bunch of flowers and a gift. He
looked so forlorn, hesitant, intrepid…helpless. He looked like he would burst into tears if
she didn’t show that she understood.
“You nut!” Tamie shouted as she rushed at him. The flowers flew right and the gift flew
left as Dez tossed them to free his hands to embrace his beaming wife.
Call her crazy, but she understood.
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