The End of the Rainbow

by Dontá Morrison

  His excitement and reason for celebrating was lost; thanks to the table on his left. He tried to refocus back onto the menu and not think about that part of his transformation, but how was he expected to sweep that under the rug? “You know what you want Khalil?” Lauren asked while looking over her menu.

  “Yeah, but I can no longer have it.” He regretfully answered as he gave another look at the couple and noticed the gentleman’s beautiful smile.

  Dear Tyrin,

  Since our last meeting we have all undergone a lot of drastic changes in our lives. I know that you are dealing with your own struggles and I wish you the best in that area. I thought it only fair that I inform you of what has taken place. Caleb passed away from his illness and that has been extremely hard on us all. When you fell through as the donor, his name dropped down on the list. It would have been next to impossible to find a match in time.

  I had to write this letter to you so that I could clear my conscience. I have no hatred for you. I actually admire you for stepping up to the plate and being willing to offer a piece of yourself to a child you didn’t even know existed. In the midst of all of the confusion, I was thrown for a loop but I had to relinquish my duties and give every situation to God. I hope and pray that you stay strong in the midst of your health issues. Thank you for caring enough about my family to never question or doubt any of the facts I placed before you.

  Sincerely,

  Darrion Carson

  Tyrin folded up the letter and tried to figure out how he should handle the news. Over the course of the last few months his outlook on life had drastically changed. He looked down at Tosha who was busy watching seagulls scavenge for food, and took a sip of his Sapporo. The weather was perfect for a swim but he wasn’t really in the mood for it. After moments of contemplation, he realized that there was only one person that could liven up his day and take his mind off of the grim news he just received. He called his best friend Spencer and said, “Let’s catch a flight to Vegas, my treat.”