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Out of Captivity : Surviving 1,967 Days in the Colombian Jungle

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Broken Bones and Broken Bonds203had made her announcement, I was sitt<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> hooch when I heardLucho yell<strong>in</strong>g, “Keith. Keith. Come over here. It’s Patricia. They’rego<strong>in</strong>g to play a message from her to you.”I had one <strong>of</strong> those bra<strong>in</strong>-cramp moments when I thought he mustbe nuts, but <strong>the</strong>n I saw him wav<strong>in</strong>g his radio. While I’d heard that onereport about my “son” be<strong>in</strong>g okay, not know<strong>in</strong>g more left a huge hole<strong>in</strong> my universe. But at some po<strong>in</strong>t over <strong>the</strong> last several months, Patriciahad taken it upon herself to start send<strong>in</strong>g messages to me. I tore over<strong>the</strong>re and skidded to a stop like a cartoon character. I held <strong>the</strong> radio tomy ear. I was breath<strong>in</strong>g hard, but it wasn’t because <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> short run.Hear<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> voice <strong>of</strong> anyone I’d known before was reason to be excited.After a few commercials and some announcements, I heard <strong>the</strong> voicethat had thrilled me <strong>the</strong> first time I heard it on an Avianca flight fromBogotá to Panama.“Keith, this is Patricia. I want you to know that I love you. I hate itthat I don’t know if you are able to hear me or not. The boys, Nicholasand Keith, are do<strong>in</strong>g well, but <strong>the</strong>y need you. Nick has three teeth andKeith has two—”I had to put <strong>the</strong> radio down <strong>the</strong>n. Everyone was look<strong>in</strong>g at me, and Iwas just so torn up, I didn’t know what to do. It was an enormous reliefthat both <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> boys were alive. On top <strong>of</strong> that, to hear this womanwhom I’d basically told to move on with her life. A woman whom I’dtold not to count on me to be any part <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> children’s lives o<strong>the</strong>r thanf<strong>in</strong>ancially support<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong>m. To hear that same woman pr<strong>of</strong>ess<strong>in</strong>g herlove for me was too much. It just didn’t make sense. I’d known and beenwith Malia for six years, but I’d dated Patricia for only six months. If myfiancée didn’t seem to be stand<strong>in</strong>g by me, why <strong>the</strong> hell would Patricia?In light <strong>of</strong> this message, it became even more important for Clarato tell people that I wasn’t <strong>the</strong> fa<strong>the</strong>r and nei<strong>the</strong>r were Marc or Tom.Orlando agreed with us that Clara should tell people we weren’t <strong>the</strong>fa<strong>the</strong>r, but <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> group said that it was a private matter. Insome ways, I could understand <strong>the</strong>ir position about want<strong>in</strong>g to keep

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