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    Bitter Endings, Sweet Beginnings: Part Three

    “This thing is bigger than my apartment,” said Alice, marveling at the
    sheer size of the ship. She had been on yachts before during events
    like Shane’s party a year or so ago but she had never been near one
    like this. A ship clearly made for sailing the ocean and sailing the
    ocean well at that. Her eyes drifted to the front of the vessel and
    locked on the words Helena had just said, Blues 7, painted out in
    beautiful blue cursive lettering. “What does the name mean?” Alice
    asked, looking at Helena, her eyes filled with a genuine enthusiasm.

    “My father played Rugby at Cambridge University,” said Helena, stepping
    closer to stand at Alice’s side. As she spoke she formed a sad but
    loving smile and reached out to lightly touch the name of the ship. She
    chuckled and looked to Alice, meeting their eyes, “Blues is the name of
    their team and 7 was his position.” Seeing the curiosity in brown eyes,
    Helena added, “He was a flanker, their job largely consists of tackling
    and I’m told he had quite the talent for such activities. At least
    that’s what his mates would claim,” she murmured wryly.

    “You don’t believe them?” asked Alice curiously.

    “Oh, I believe them,” Helena chuckled again, taking Alice’s hand and
    leading her around to board the ship. “But you must understand, my
    father was what some would call a man’s man. His mates remain
    desperately loyal to him and I must admit, I’m of no help when it comes
    to accurately portraying him as I worshipped him as a child.” Smiling
    at Alice and holding both her hands to help her step up onto the deck,
    Helena murmured, “Daddy’s little girl and such.”

    “What was his name?” Alice found herself asking, wanting to know more
    about the parent that had clearly been the one to give Helena most of
    her good experiences in regards to family.

    “Nigel,” said Helena in deadpan tones, waiting for the laughter to
    begin. Except it didn’t. Instead Alice smiled sweetly at her. Returning the smile, Helena took the
    writer’s hand again and led her towards the cabin of the ship. “It’s a
    family named passed down through the generations. I believe my father
    was the fifty sixth Nigel Peabody in our family. Both he and my
    grandfather rather despised having that name which led me to decide not
    to follow tradition when it came to the task of naming my son.”

    Comments

    1. Thanks for such an endearing Helena, its far too easy to get bogged down by the cannon Helena but your tale takes me far away from that and into the realm where I quite like her and the lovely Alice together. Keep up the tension and please never stop giving us loyal and loving fans more!!!

    2. can i say that i love that you use the right terminolgy in the right settings. Seems like such a small thing, but it isn’t. Like a tennis match, not game. Helena’s quarters, not room. You always make the right reference in the right place. And the details do not go unnoticed, thanks – it makes for such great flow and reading.
      A human catch and a human reeling it in – wonderful analogy with the fishing and the pending hook-up. loved it dreiser.

    3. So much sexual tension!!!!!!!! Its driving me crazy. Both you and Sulky still have not even let Alice and Helena kiss!!! Someone let my girls be happy please! By the way, I love you, you are the greatest writer ever. I wait for like two weeks for this story, its kills me but when it gets here… bliss. Keep it up babe and thanks.

    4. It’s so true you and Sulky are killing me, please I need to read happy helacious. Mmmm I just wrote that? Well in my danish heart there is some place to this ship too, and it’s all your fault :P . Thanks.

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