Found – part 6

Meanwhile, back at The Planet

So? Kit addressed the pointed question to Marina with a raised eyebrow. They were taking advantage of the Sunday afternoon lull in business to sip some tea and rest their feet from the successful weekend.

So? repeated Marina, raising her own eyebrow at the word. So what?

Girl, dont give me that. You know exactly what I mean. Kit wasnt trying to invade her assistant managers privacy, but she wasnt going to let Marina get away with her usual mysteriousness. Not when her answer had the potential to upset the dynamics of Kits West Hollywood family.

Marina smiled slightly, admitting that she knew exactly what Kit was asking, and didnt mind the question. You want to know if I intend to resume my relationship with Jenny, she stated.

Well? Kit certainly did want to know, as did half the patrons of The Planet.

Sitting back in her chair and looking at Kit thoughtfully for a few moments. Marina seemed to come to a decision. From all that she had seen and heard before she had left, and since her return, Marina knew that she could confide in Kit. The short answer is, No. I do not intend to resume my relationship with Jenny.

Kit smiled encouragingly; she could tell that Marina had more to say.

Marina met Kits eyes and continued. I had a lot of time to think while I was in Italy. I also had time to straighten out some aspects of my life that I had allowed to becomeconfused. You know about my husband, yes?

Kit nodded and cautiously remarked, I met him, but thats really all I know.

Marina smirked slightly. There isnt much to know, I suppose. She took a deep breath and then continued. I was a bitwild during my college years. By the time I graduated, I had pushed my parents patience far enough that they were no longer willing to support me. I worked odd jobs in Rome for about a year, but really never found my niche. In the meantime, my parents began to pressure me to settle down. One day my husband walked into the caf where I worked and began to pursue me. I was not interested, as you might imagine, but he was relentless. It turned out that he was the perfect man to solve all my problems: he was rich and willing to support me well; he was charming and acceptable to my parents; and he was a flaming homosexual. Ours would be a marriage of respectability, while allowing us each to follow our natural affections. That was almost thirteen years ago.