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A Wrong Decision
A wrong decision Lost in her thoughts, Anne stood on the bridge. A light breeze
tousled her red hair. It was evening, in late August, and it was beginning to
Anne pulled her jacket tightly around herself. She was shivering, but the reason
wasn't the cold wind. Rather, it was what had happened on that last day; the day
before she had abruptly gone to Avonlea. She looked round, and she knew every
tree and every bush. Certainly, the trees were had grown a lot, giving more
shadows to the shore of the `Lake of shining water`. But, even now, she knew
every name, that little Diana and Anne had given each tree, such a long time
ago. But, not even her beloved Avonlea could comfort her. Anne had grown up in
the last few years. She was the mother of two cute children. For 6 years, she
had been married to Roy Gardner. In those days, Anne had believed that she loved
him. Today, she knew better. No, it wasn't the kind of love that Anne had always
dreamed of. How naive she had been. How could she have thought that her
enthusiasm for Roy could have been love?
It was incontestable, Roy looked handsome, but that was pretty much his only
Before the wedding, he had been charming and had courted her. But, slowly Anne
began to perceive, that she had never known the true Roy. After the wedding she
became acquainted with the real Roy. It was a cruel awakening. Only Diana knew
her sorrow. This afternoon she told her some things, making Diana Wright the
only person who knew why Anne was in Avonlea. No one else could know. Marilla
would be too upset, which was not good for her heart. Anne's left arm began to
hurt her again; it was a terrible pain. She was glad that no one had noticed it,
not even Diana. However if she held it still, she almost couldn't feel it. "I
should go back" Anne thought "the children need to go to bed. Nan needs a
goodnight kiss from her mother". Nan was Anne's three year old daughter. Her
son, Walter, was just 5. "Anne?" suddenly she hears a familiar voice behind her.
She turned and looked into Gilberts beaming face.
"Gil!" Anne smiled and hugged her old chum, sending pain shooting up her left
"How long have you been in Avonlea?" Gilbert asked.
"Just since this morning." Anne smiled. Gilbert inspected her, she was still as
slender as previously. Her hair was the same full red. But, nevertheless,
something was different. She seemed so earnest and thoughtful. The sparkle, in
her beautiful grey-green eyes, had been extinguished. In place of it, he saw
dark rings circling her eyes, and it seemed that they stood for many, crying
tears. "Anne is everything, all right?" He asked, worried.
"Of course," Anne looked down.
And Gilbert knew that she had lied. He had known Anne for such a long time that
she couldn't deceive him.
"I saw Diana yesterday, she didn't tell me you were coming."
"It was a surprise," Anne answered.
"I assume you and Roy will stay for a few days at Green Gables." Quickly, Anne
"I'm here with my children. Roy." She hesitated. "Roy hadn't time. He is too
busy." Gilbert was confused by her hesitancy, and it was strange that she
wouldn't look into his face.
"Anne," he started timidly and touched her left arm.
Anne jerked and clenched her teeth trying not to scream.
"Anne, what is the matter?" Gilbert asked scared.
"Nothing. I." Anne tried to hide her arm.
But Gilbert pushed her sleeve up. He saw a swollen forearm.
"For heaven's sake! What happened, Anne?"
"Ouch!" Anne cried as he held her arm. "Nothing! I only fell down. It is only a
"I think your arm is broken. When did this happen?"
"Yesterday," Anne murmured.
"But, why didn't you go to a doctor?"
Anne kept silent for several seconds.
"The children were looking forward to coming to Avonlea. I didn't want to
disappoint them." She answered hastily.
"We need to put it into splints. Come with me to my practice."
"I can't. I need to go back to Green Gables. The children."
"Anne, your arm must be cared for. We'll phone Green Gables."
Unwillingly, Anne gave in. As they arrived at Gil's practice he let Anne sit
down on a chair, while he grabbed the telephone. Even, in Avonlea, time didn't
stop and apparently progress had gone round the small Island. Almost, everybody
had a telephone extension, now.
"Please, Gil let me speak to Marilla." Anne requested.
"Hello Marilla, it's me, Anne. Can you put the children to bed? I had a little
accident. I fell down and injured my arm. Don't worry it isn't nasty. I'm at
Gilbert's practice. Is it too much for you to put the kids to bed? Sure, give me
Nan, if she wants. Nan, be a brave girl and go to bed. Mommy will look after
you, later. Good night Walter, look after your sister, okay? Thanks, Marilla.
I'll be back, soon."
Anne finished the telephone conversation. Gilbert raised his eyebrow.
"Why did you lie to Marilla?"
"She doesn't know something about my accident. No one knows."
Gilbert found this all very strange. Slowly he started to put her arm in
"It is better, if you take your jacket off. Otherwise, you won't be able to
remove it over the gypsum, later."
He helped her take off the jacket. As he was doing this he saw some bruises on
her right arm.
Anne noticed his look and explained hastily.
"I'm very often a little bit clumsy. I'm always knocking against something."
"Anne, what is the matter?" He asked earnestly.
"Nothing! Everything is all right. It is normal that I'm a little bit clumsy.
Can we go back, now? Marilla has had to look after the children long enough. I
don't want to overtax her." Hurriedly, she stood up and took her jacket. Gently,
Gilbert grabbed her arm. "Look at me, Anne."
Carefully she looked up and tears glittered in her eyes.
"You can tell me, if something is wrong. You know, we are friends, we are
kindred spirits, don't you?" Gilbert said quietly.
"It is really nothing, Gil! Don't worry!" She smiled courageously and went to
the door. On their way to Green Gables, Anne asked Gilbert about his life. For,
two years he had had his practice in Avonlea. From Diana she knew that Christine
and Gilbert had broken off their engagement, two years ago. It seemed that no
one knew the reason. And she didn't venture to ask him.
They said good-bye and Anne promised that she would come to his practice the
next day, again. Gilbert sighed, as she walked towards the house. He had a
strange feeling that something was wrong with her life. Maybe, he was only
imagining everything. But, one thing was certain, even now, he loved Anne. For
years he had tried to forget her. For a while it even seemed that he was able to
do it. But, now he realized his feelings for Anne would never change. There
would never be anyone for him besides Anne. He clicked his tongue and put the
horse into trot. Anne stood at the window and followed him with her eyes. Tears
rolled down her cheeks. Toady, she had realized what she feel for Gilbert. She
knew she had always loved him, but she was too na´ve to have noticed it,
earlier. How could she have thought that she loved Roy? But, now, it was too
late. She was married to Roy and Gilbert had certainly forgotten her. "Anne, are
you all right?" Marilla interrupted her thoughts.
"Yes. But, my arm is broken."
"How did you do this?"
Marilla stroked Anne's hair. Anne wished she could lean on Marilla's shoulder
and cry. She would tell her all her problems. But, for the first time, she
noticed, how old Marilla was getting in the last few years. No, Anne couldn't
overload Marilla with her problems.
"You know, Marilla, sometimes I can do impossible things." Anne answered. "Now,
I'm going to look in on the children and then I'm going to bed, too." She kissed
Marilla's cheek. Walter and Nan were sleeping deeply. And Anne fell asleep
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