SECOND-HAND MURDER
Bobby and Pete were both veterans of the Kuwait war. Although they did not know each other during
that war, they became friends at a VA hospital in North Carolina. They were both visiting veterans who had been
critically injured during the war and were still paying the consequences of
service. Both felt blessed that they had
returned whole and healthy. They found
out that they both lived in Raleigh, NC and fell into the habit of meeting for
coffee or a beer about once a week. They
became the brothers they never had. Pete
was married with children and Bobby was divorced with no children. In their conversations over coffee/beer they
soon realized that they could talk about things that they really didn’t feel
comfortable discussing with anyone else.
They served as each other’s counselor in a way. Otherwise, they pretty
much had their own lives. Because of
his family, Pete’s life was much fuller than Bobby’s.
After several years of almost weekly meetings, Pete told
Bobby that he would need to be away for a time with his family. One of their children needed special
treatment for a rare illness. Bobby, of
course, understood. However, several
months went by and he didn’t hear a word from Pete. He hoped that the child was okay. One day, he decided to call Pete. Pete answered the phone but seemed distant,
almost as if Bobby were a business acquaintance rather than a close
friend. Peter matter of factly told
Bobby that he had a lot going on with his son and his family and just needed to
be with them as much as possible. Again,
Bobby understood.
The down side of all of this was that Bobby really had no
one else to talk to. He’d always had
problems with relationships. His parents
had a terrible marriage and his own marriage fell apart very soon after it
began. He had always been shy and
withdrawn, so losing his good friend was a terrible event in his life. He began
to drink more, even though his father had been an alcoholic and he swore he
would never drink more than one beer at a time, and only with food. Nonetheless, he found himself stopping by the
ABC store after work and picking up something to help get him through the
evening.
One day, he saw Pete and his wife at a restaurant but it
seemed obvious to Bobby that Pete was avoiding him. Then, one day, Pete called. He apologized for snubbing Bobby at the
restaurant and explained that his family just needed more attention. Bobby asked Pete if their friendship was over
and Pete basically said that it was.
Bobby then shut off the phone.
Pete felt very bad about ending his friendship with Bobby
and even began feeling guilty when he heard that Bobby was drinking more and
was in jeopardy of losing his job. He
wrote Bobby a letter but never heard back from him.
Then, Pete became ill.
The doctors were baffled by the illness and did everything they could to
help him. He even had surgery and was in
the hospital for a week. He made sure
the word would get to Bobby that he was in the hospital, but Bobby never came
around.
Pete did run into Bobby every now and then but Bobby
pretended not to see him. Pete was
distressed at how poorly Bobby looked. He knew that he had been Bobby’s
lifeline for years and almost felt that he had abandoned Bobby. The ending of their friendship did not affect
Pete directly, but the guilt over ending the friendship and the effect that had
on Bobby devastated him.
Once more, he became ill.
This time, Bobby did come to the hospital for a brief visit, but Pete
was sleeping and didn’t get to see him.
Pete asked his wife how Bobby looked, and she said that even though she
did not know Bobby, he looked like a troubled man.
Pete died. Bobby read
of the death in the newspaper and himself felt some guilt. Pete had always been a relatively healthy
man. He only became ill after their
friendship ended. Bobby couldn’t help
feeling that he was in part to blame for Pete’s illnesses and his death. Had he, Bobby, dealt with his own problems in
a better way and not been so dependent on Pete, he was certain they both would
have been in a better place, friendship or no friendship.
Bobby felt guilty of what he considered to be second-hand
murder, like second-hand smoke. He
punished himself by staying in his room and reading meditative writings for the
rest of his life.
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