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Fly Away – Chapter 2
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After a few moments, he spoke again, not taking his eyes from the screen. “Ben Robertson is having a party,” he began. “Friday after next.”
Tina remembered Ben. Big Ben. Loud and good-natured outside of the office, ruthless and brilliant in business. “Oh?”
“Yes, he invited us, of course.” Eric looked proud at this. Big Ben was a COO at Eric’s firm and Eric looked up to him. Ben had taken Eric under his wing in the four years that Eric had been working under him. It wouldn’t do to lose his favor.
“I see…”
“I told him not to count on us, to be on the safe side. But I said I’d talk to you. He seemed to understand. He said he’d love to see you.”
Tina smiled faintly. At least Eric hadn’t promised that she’d go.
“I don’t know. I look terrible. I haven’t seen anyone –”
“Which is exactly why you need to get out of the house, Tina. You need to see people. Start to be a part of things again.”
Tina crossed her arms. “It’s not that simple,” Tina muttered.
Eric turned toward her slightly and put an arm around her shoulders. “It could be simple, if you let it be.”
“Don’t push me, Eric.”
“If I don’t, then what?”
“I don’t know,” Tina whispered, her eyes filling with traitorous tears again.
“You can’t go on this way, Tina. I can’t allow it. I gave you time because I didn’t want to have to take this step, but I think you should see –”
“No,” Tina cut in, knowing what was coming next. “I’ll go,” she said. The words were out before she had time to think too much about what they would mean.
“You’ll go?”
Tina nodded and stood up. “Let’s eat.” She walked into the kitchen and began putting the food in serving dishes that she carried to the table. Eric joined her and then sat down.
They ate in silence for a few minutes before Eric ventured to speak. “You don’t have to, Tina.”
“I want to.”
“No, you don’t.”
“It doesn’t matter – you were right. I need to see people.”
“If you’d just try…” Eric broke off with a sigh. “I thought you were going to start getting over this. Start living again.”
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tina does need some comfort…and sounds like Bette moved in next door…it should be interesting
It will be interesting having Bette next door to bring Tina back out of her shell. PPS
This is such a great story and update. Looks like Bette’s the neighbour I wonder how they’re going to meet. THank you.
Incredibly poignant. I can feel her loneliness and her paralysis in not being able to do anything. She needs a confidant b/c her husband is emotionally bereft and not capable of offering intimacy.
Poor Tina. I could feel her pain. no comfort from Eric no friends, gosh what a sadness. I just Hope it was Bette Tina was watching with Alice, Dana and Shane coming to visite. PPVS
ROFL…See the reactions you get from your readers…Spumoni-verse…what a hoot! Ah, the angst of Tina’s life…can’t wait till someone special puts a twinkle back in her eyes and a smile on her beautiful face. PPS!
That was the girls that Tina saw across the street going into Bette’s house. Go borrow some sugar or go play tennis, it sounds like,(green balls).
Ok, I am on board, hooked and everything. Very interesting beginning. Tina’s feelings are painfully sculpted in such a vivid way that hurts reading them.
Bette is Tinas new neighbour,thats good.Love your story.
Maybe Tina can bake something and take it over to Bette’s house as a welcome to the neighborhood and that’s how they’ll meet. PPS!!
Tina’s sadness brings tears to my eyes. I hope you can bring us and Tina some happiness soon. I love your stories…thank you!
This is gonna be very interesting to see just how they meet and how Bette will get Tina out of her depression. Very interesting story. Thanks for posting.
OMG. I thought it was a mirage. I had hoped and hoped and there it was — an omalley new story. It was like an unexpected gift arriving at my door and I had to tear off the wrapping (in this case, click on “Read Story”). Then, thinking that I was about as happy as a person could be, with your new posting and a new story by Alchemy10 waiting just a few items above yours, your Author Note says that you are busily writing!!!!! My happiness exploded. Kaboom! I couldn’t catch my breathe. I was breathing harder and faster and, soon, I was hyperventilating. I panicked–I needed a small paper bag. Still panting, I hunted around the house and couldn’t find one. I abandoned my search for a few moments to muse at the realization that I hadn’t seen a small paper bag in 5 years, that no one seemed to use them anymore, that there might be a business opportunity selling them to the public, maybe packaged with a lovely calming lavender scented aromatherapy candle, a relaxation tape and a copy of “Free From Anxiety Attacks in 14 Days.”… (I digress….We can discuss my ingenious business ideas separately. I’ll PM.) So, I popped two Xanax, elbowed your other readers out of the way, and grabbed the front seat on the your right in the omalley fan fic bus. THEN I saw that a second chapter had appeared. I devoured it rapidly. At it’s end, I agonized over Tina’s pain, puzzled about how I should feel about Eric, loved the introduction of Alice, Shane, bette and Dana, and wondered about how you would bring Tina into the framily, I became caught up in frenzied thought. Soon I began to hyperventilate again. But then I passed out. 2 Xanax will do that. It’s all good, though. When I woke up ten hours later, I typed this comment. So, summing up all of the above — PPS.