A Promise to Roxanne
May 31st,2010 by Ann"Breakfast! " I call and within seconds, the floor above me shakes as feet gallop down the steps. And as I turn, I see the photograph. It's of the boys sitting with their mother. Her arms are around them. Roxanne, I think, your arms are still around them.
Although my brother Ross was the oldest, Roxanne, the middle one, was always my rock. "Be strong, " she'd tell me after our parents divorced. Somehow, there was something spiritual about Roxanne. Her words of comfort always made me feel better. Justin was her first child; two years later, Shaun was born. And when I'd watch Roxanne cuddle with them, I'd think, Some-day / want to have two boys, too.
But Roxanne's life wasn't perfect. She got divorced and I moved in to help so she could go to work and school.
"Aunt Rhonda, watch me! "Justin would cry from his bicycle.
And Shaun would crawl onto my lap with his teddy bear. Later, I moved out and into a life of my own. And Roxanne met a man I didn't care for before finding Tony, who loved her and the 3oys. To my joy, they married. But something was happening to Roxanne.
"I fell asleep in class today, "she'd say. "And my fever won't ]o away. "Finally she went to the doctor.
"It's advanced AIDS, " the doctor said. A shocked hush fell over the room. Ross and Mom went to embrace her while I stood here shaking in disbelief.
But though Roxanne cried, she didn't look surprised. That man she'd dated, the one I didn't like, he had been an IV drug miser.
"Don't cry for me, 'she said, "look at all I've enjoyed. "Then he turned to me, as if she'd already thought about it. "Rhonda, I want you to take my boys. "
Oh Roxanne. I thought. You won't die. They'll find a cure! I went home and cried through the night.
All we told the boys was that their mother was sick. We wanted to spare them the grief for as long as possible. But maybe was the not knowing that made them angry. It wasn't long be-Dre they started playing hooky. From Roxanne's window I'd catch them with their new friends, kids you could tell were trouble. "These are difficult years, " I told Justin. "But don't give in. Remember who you are. "My heart constricted. They're the sons f a mother who's dying, I thought.
Then one day while I was away on business, I got a call from oxanne: "Justin stole a car, and someone gave Shaun marijuaa!"
When I raced to her house, Roxanne's cheeks were wet with ;ars. "I'm too sick to care for them, and Tony is caring for me. hey need you now!

