A Treasure Worth Cherishing

Chapter 1
Lee leaned over kissing Kimmy. They were alone for the first time all day. The late spring warmth reflected gently off the brick of Kimmy’s childhood home.
She smiled pulling back, “I’m never going to walk again.”
“You’re kidding, right?” Lee folded his arms in disbelief.
Kimmy shifted uneasily in her chair. “Do I look like I’m kidding?”
"Every doctor makes mistakes. Maybe . . .”
“. . .And I’m the one that gets to pay for it. Maybe you think I asked for this?” Kimmy indicated her wheelchair.
“I didn’t mean . . .”
“What did you mean?” Her hand settled close to the empty pitcher, her mother’s best.
Lee shook his head. “What about our plans? Are you just going to throw them away?”
"This is the best it’s going to get . . .”
Lee’s positive balloon of support over the past four years quickly deflated."I don’t want a wife in a wheelchair. I’m sorry.” Lee opened the screen door, making his escape. The front door slammed behind him.
Kimmy grasped the nearest thing, throwing the pitcher at Lee’s retreating form. “Son of a B----!” The pitcher hit the screen, breaking when it met the doorframe and shattering.