So very beautiful, so very poignant, red
The Lilah you give us in this lovely work is an introspective one, a woman at the end of her life, contemplating both what was and what could never be. Yet she faces death, head held high, eyes wide open. Of her actions, she regrets nothing, but knows she is accountable.
Only the desperate, the rapt and the foolish long for death and I'm none of those.
Indeed she's not, rather she's lived a rather unique life with the pain and devastation of war, especially on Ray, countered by being loved and accepted by two men, and loving them both in return.
They were a secret society with a membership of two; their own rules, their own rituals. And they let me join. I'd seen so many foolish girls try to pull their sweethearts closer, away from their buddies while I got to enjoy the secret thrill of being welcomed inside.
A position of both joy and pain, when the time came to choose between the two. When she learns of what was presumed to be Mick's bloody end, she knows that her life together with Ray would never allow one with Mick. By his departure, Mick gave them both a gift.
But my courage deserted me. Or maybe I finally realised I didn't need to see a bloodstained bed to know our story was over. It had ended the day the telegram arrived announcing Ray was coming home. Mick knew it instantly and he was the one with the courage to act. For a long time I hated him for that strength, mistaking it for ease but now I know he was the bravest man I ever met. He gave us back our lives and asked for nothing in return. All those years, mostly happy, luckier than a lot of folks and probably more than I had any right to expect, and now, here, as the night draws to a close I can finally let the memories come and say my prayer of thanks to him.
Of all the lovely lines in this story, this is my favorite.
I never tried to find Mick. I folded him up and tucked him away in a secret corner deep inside. I knew he was there, safe and untouched in memory, so small, so hidden. My secret shame and my secret joy. It was the only thing to do.
What Lilah has done, so do we all.