The Decision

His hands examined the clothes inside - soft dresses and underskirts of satin and nylon. He picked up a peach dress and caressed it against his close-shaven face.

By TJ Williams

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A few minutes later, Alison was beside Irene in a cubicle. As his wife turned her head, a faint smile crept across her face.

"Irene, I'm sorry." said Alison, tears rolling down her face as she saw Irene lying helplessly on the bed.

"I know all about your secret in the garage," she whispered, gripping Alisons hand as tightly as she could.

"I shouldn't have turned up like this..."

"You came, that's all I wanted. Don't leave me."

"But I'll have to change..."

"Don't go" she begged, and closed her eyes.

Doctor Longhurst moved Alison aside. "It's okay, she's asleep. We'll take her into the operating theatre."

"How long will you be?"

"Three hours or so. You can wait in the room if you wish."

Alison thought about what Irene had said. David lead her away, just as if she was a real woman. Unlike earlier in the morning, the time flew by. When the nurse called her into the recovery room, Irene was awake.

Expecting the worst, Alison entered the room. The nurse who was caring for Irene glanced at Alison, but didn't say anything as they held hands and looked at each other.

"You stayed?"

"All the time," said Alison, making her clothes known.

"The doctor told me. We will have to have a heart to heart talk. What time is it?"

"Almost three."

"The kids! They will be out of school soon!"

"Don't worry, Mary is getting them."

"I suppose everyone knows about you?"

"I suppose they do now. I love you, I love you with all my heart. I'm sorry that it happened like this."

"I knew you would dress up today, you can't hide everything from me..."

"You have to rest. Is there anything you want bringing in later?"

"Just you," she sighed.

"Of course. I'll go home and change."

"Alison, you'll have to leave. Your wife needs rest," said Doctor Longhurst from behind.

"Wear your red suit and white satin blouse tonight..." Irene whispered as they kissed goodbye.

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