DEFIANT REQUIEM

I awakened and Blythe was already awake....I rolled over on my side and sobbed....."What is the matter, honey?"   "I had the most horrible dream"  "About what...did you become a golfer?"   "No, I dreamed we got old and you died.....I did not get one card of condolance...no one to go to..."   She patted me and said  "It could have been worse, you could have been a golfer"  "Blythe, lets quit trying to figure out what we want to do...we need to get out of here ....can we go on a trip back to Oklahoma together....you asked me to tell you my story..it would be easier for me if I tell it while I am there...Blythe, please..."   She loved the idea and we started packing that very day...