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Great Unexpectations Chapter 22
Click.
The click of the telephone met by Faye’s unbelieving ears, dropping jaw, and welling eyes.
Over time Faye’s imagination had embellished a little on the dialogue. Was Cora really that full of hate? Probably. Did she really say those things? Even Faye wasn’t sure now. She’d dreamt it so often, it was imprinted onto her brain as real. She’d seen an interview with John Kennedy Jr once. John John. He’d been asked if he remembered saluting his father’s casket at the tender age of three. He diplomatically answered that he’d been told about it so often and had seen it on television so often that he wasn’t quite sure if his memories were actually his or those of the world. In Faye’s case, ‘the world’ consisted of both her imagination and her reality. Her fears. Her own shame being transferred to other people and then aimed back at her. She’d often hoped and wondered if it was all in her head. If people had forgotten what she’d done. Or didn’t even recognize her as the ‘monster’. In most cases she was wrong. She knew it. Especially in those early days. Even if Cora didn’t say those things, she may as well have.
"Cora", Faye called out, waking herself. Richard was at her side almost instantly. Soothing her. Faye’s eyes opened. Painfully. Weakly. She surveyed her surroundings, trying to recall her last conscious moment. She looked up to Richard. "Where did they go? How long have I been asleep?"
"About two hours Faye. They went home. They wanted to think about things."
"Did you-"
"Yes. I asked them to come back soon. I’m not sure if they will or not. They seemed pretty shell shocked."
Faye, despite her worry and her pain, chuckled. Barely audible. "You and your military vernacular." Richard gauged her demeanor and asked with concern, "How bad is it?"
"It’s a strong seven", she answered slowly as she shifted slightly. He frowned, knowing that meant her pain level was more likely a strong eight or weak nine. She always tried to hide the truth from him. She didn’t like him worrying. It took his mind off more important matters.
"Tell me what they said", she said, attempting to change the subject.
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(19 votes, average: 4.47 out of 5)
You made my night with this post! I love this story. Mr. Buckley….hmmm…what ya got cookin’ there redhorse? Faye is in pretty bad shape & as much as I was happy that Tina gave her the “smack down” at the Planet, you now have me feeling sorry for her. Oh, you read that correctly…It’s your fault that I actually have **dare i say it?***”Compassion” for Faye! I guess that’s the best compliment I can give you, Red. Your writing is so good, that I want Bette and Tina to help Faye find Cora. **which I know is exactly what you wanted, right?** Ciao.
Aww. Loved the family time. And the hot ending.
Seems the masses concur that this post was fabulous – who am I to disagree? LOL. I knew you still had some cleverity up your sleeve, Mr. Buckley, indeed! So a victory on the boards and on the baseball field, seems like lady luck is smiling on you Red! PPmoreS
Absolutely wonderful! Thanks!
Wonderful, Red!!
God, I love these two. What a perfect ending to an rather depressing and sad day. They will help cos thats just who they are, bit worried about Mr. Buckley.
Love this story. You write beautifully.
LMAO Bette reminds me of the Old Man from “A Christmas Story” and how badly he wanted just a little bite of turkey.
This story gets more intriquing with each chapter. Mr Buckley, the evil and horrible excuse of a man needs to have his gonads cut off and hung up to be viewed by all. On the other hand Bette and Tina have such a closeness even after all that they have been through.
Great chapter!
That was really quite heart-warming, lovely really. I wonder what they’ll decide about Faye and Cora, cos I worry about that “Mr Buckley”… quite a bit, actually. Just in case I haven’t mentioned it, I love this story, red. Thanks for the chapter.
And here’s how well your writing sticks, red: I was just in the shop and went through the aisle with all the alcohol in, passed the shelf full of Jose Cuervo and immediately thought of Faye Buckley singing, which made me laugh out loud. Of course I got looks, it being a weekday before lunch and standing tittering to myself in front of the tequila, but ah well. Yeah, good times. Again, thanks!
Great chapter! They are so sweet and loving to each other. I hope Mr. Buckley isn’t going to be a big problem. PPS!!
What a beautiful family, and what a perfect interlude before Mr. Buckley enters the picture. If she wants their help, Faye needs to tell Bette and Tina the full truth about her ex.
Brilliant, continue soon