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第30章 爱如断臂（第1页）

第30章爱如断臂

&LikeaBrokenArm

？佚名Anonymous

“ButwhatifIbreakmyarmagain？”myfive-year-olddaughterasked，herlowerliptrembliholdingontoherbikeandlhtintheeyes。Iknewhowmutedtoleareoutwhenherfriendspedaledbyourhouse。Yeteversinceshe’dfallenoffherbikeandbrokenherarm，she’dbeenafraid。

“Ohhoney，”Isaid。“Idon’tthinkyou’llbreakanotherarm。”

“ButIcould，’tI？”

“Yes，”Iadmitted，andfourugglihingtosay。Attimeslikethis，IwishedIhadaparturnto。Someonewhomighthelpfiwordstomakemylittlegirl’sproblemsdisappear。Butafteradisastreandapainfuldivorce，I’dweledthehardshipsofbeingasiaintelliriedtofixmeupthatIwasterminallysingle。

“Idon’tthinkIwanttoride，”shesaidandgotoffherbike。

ayandsatdowree。

“Don’tyouwahyourfriends？”Iasked。

“Yes，”sheadmitted。

“AndIthoughtytyourbiketosextyear，”Iadded。

“Iwas，”shesaid，hervoicealmostaquiver。

“Youknow，honey，”Isaid，“Myoudoewithrisks。Youcouldgetabrokenarminacarwredtheoeverrideina。Youcouldbreakyrope。Youcouldbreakyymnastics。Doyouwanttostopgoingtogymnastics？”

“No，”shesaid。Andwithadetermi，shestooduparyagaiothebackofherbikeuhecetosay，“Letgo！”

&herestoftheafternoogaverybravelittlegirlovereafear，andgratulatingmyselffaself-suffigleparent。

Aswewalkedhome，pushingthebikeaswemadeourwayalongthesidewalk，sheaskedmeaboutaversationshe’doverheardmehavingwithmymhtbefore。

“Whywereyuinglastnight？”

Mymotherwasohemanypeoplewhotlytriedtofixmeup。Howmaoldher“heMr。Perfectshepie。Shejustkhemanforme。

“It’snothing，”Itoldher。

Sheshrugged，“Grandmasaidshejustwaofiolove。”

“Whatgrandmawantsisfuytobreakmyheartagain，”Isnapped，angrythatmymotherhadsaidanythingaboutthistomydaughter。

“ButMom。。。”

“You’retooyouand，”Itoldher。

Shewasquietforthees。Thenshelookedupandinasmallvoicegavemesomethingtothinkabout。

“SoIguessloveisn’tlikeabrokenarm。”

Uoaherestofthewayinsilehome，Icalledmymotherandscoldedherfaboutthistomydaughter。ThenIdidwhatI’dseelegiftdothatveryaftergoaSteve。

&hemanforme。Wemarriedlessthaer。Itturherandmydaughterwereright。

“可要是我又把胳膊摔断了怎么办？”五岁的女儿颤抖着嘴唇问我。我跪下来，扶住她的自行车，看着她的眼睛。我知道她很想学骑车。每次她的朋友们骑着脚踏车路过我们家时，她都有强烈的失落感。但自从上次骑车摔断胳膊后，她就畏惧了。

“噢，宝贝，”我说，“我确信你不会摔断另一条胳膊。”

“但那有可能，不是吗？”