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Insight. Ch7
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“Yes …” Bette replied, a little thrown by Helena’s reaction, “Why? What’s the connection between the three of you?”
Helena placed four ice cubes meticulously into her glass and poured vodka freely on top, adding a spritz of soda and a good healthy squeeze of lime before she stirred it with her finger and drank.
“Evangeline …” she whispered quietly, hoping to curb Bette’s questioning any further.
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Tina Kennard sat at her large office desk going methodically through the pile of journals and papers that came to her every week. She stopped, setting down the most recent copy of the American Journal of Psychiatry as she stared out the window and gave a deep sigh. Recalling the first ever time she set eyes on Helena Peabody.
“You know, it might have been good if you’d taken some of these boxes to your new office instead of carting them all the way out here,” Evie teased, piling the fourth of her girlfriend’s boxes in the centre of the room.
“I don’t get the keys till Monday,” Tina explained, coming through from the kitchen with a collection of newspaper wrapped wine glasses in her hands. “Besides, the odd psychotherapy text on the bookshelf makes us look smart!”
Evie got up from the floor and went over to her, wrapping her arms around Tina’s waist, “We are smart,” she mumbled, kissing her girlfriends neck and earlobe, “this was a smart move.”
Tina nodded, still a little despondent about leaving behind their life in San Fransisco so Evie could pursue her film career. “It’s nice,” Tina admitted, relaxing back as Evie’s kisses explored her neck, “I didn’t think I’d like it as much as I do.”
Evie swung back, her arms wrapped around Tina’s neck as she stared lovingly into her eyes, “I know,” she paused, “it’s close to work, it’s close to my sister, and this place is cute … right?”
She glanced around their cosy apartment, a little more homely since they’d almost unpacked half of their stuff. Tina nodded and chuckled, figuring that Evie could probably convince her of anything, even selling her West Hollywood’s appeal over their swanky city apartment in her beloved San Fran.
A quiet knocking came from behind at the windows and both women turned to look, meeting the first of their neighbours looking dressed and ready for a serious shopping session on Madison.
“Hi,” Evie opened the door, holding her hand behind for Tina to join her, “Evangeline Ferrer,” she added, shaking their visitors hand.
“Tina Kennard,” Tina added, slipping her arm around Evie’s waist to ensure there wasn’t any confusion about their household status.
“Hi,” the woman smiled back, “nice to meet you, I’m Helena Peabody and I live just over there …”
Tina sat back in her chair, arms folded in front of her, the street outside almost deserted on a Saturday afternoon when everyone was away from their offices and where they should be, at home with their families or friends.
She sighed, feeling an uneasy sense of recurrence and self-doubt, not something she liked or was particularly used to. Realistically it was bound to happen, ever since they put the apartment back on the market and cleared it out. Still, she couldn’t help but wish that someone different had moved in there, someone completely unconnected to their world and her pathetically non-existent social circle.
Marina’s eyes stared back at her, still sad, still unable to bear the consequences of what happened and move on, unable to forgive.
She forgave herself a long time ago, figuring that what happened did so beyond her own powers of control, and to hang on to the notion that she could have prevented it would probably land her in a similar position to the woman who caused it all.
But as she sat in her office, staring at the degree certificates which adorned the walls, the thought of history repeating itself terrified her enough to want to take action.
The only question was how.
tbc …
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Ahhhgggg…Helena’s not the only one that won’t give straight answers. Well, now we at least know how Marina fits into the picture. Something happened with Evie and Helena feels in some way responsible. Oh well, I’ll have to wait until tomorrow for another piece of the puzzle!
Totally enjoying your story. You’ve got me completely intrigued.
Thank you for the lovely present, I’m touched and honored. You know, I like BettyV, but she’s gonna have to wait for her own birthday, I ain’t sharing! The flavor of this thing is far less A. Spelling than that of a couple of sinister romances that starred Barbara Stanwyck: Double Indemnity and The Strange Love of Martha Ivers. Both of them great films. I’m enjoying this.
ok, Ms. Sofasitte the way I figure it, it’s almost morning in your part of the world, and in my mind that means were close to getting another installment of this story, week-end and all maybe two, well anyway, Ms jigsaw I NEED MORE. Thank you. Md
oooooooh, i can’t wait to see you! i’m going to go outside and run around the block fifty times to burn off this crazy energy which is caused when i know that i’m going to see you soon. ok, i’m going to re-read this story…it really is good, and i like that things are unfolding in their own good time. brilliant love, seriously!
this chapter has left me more intrigued than ever. PPS!!
Mmm like a refreshing beverage this story works well on a Friday night.
(a referral may be needed)…Geezus, couch…you’re killing me here! I’ve had a really really really long and horrible day…so tired…and now drinking wine…and I’ve read this chapter like three times…And you’re effing killing me! YOU AREN’T ANSWERING ANY QUESTIONS!!!! You are stimulating more!! Dagnabit! You’re evil…severely evil! :) (But I love it…despite the fact that it makes me feel excruciatingly stupid)…Gawwwwwwwwwd! Did Tina have a fling with Hel…and Evie kill herself?…or…did…Uh…What’s that number of that shrink? And I don’t wanna see Dr. Kennard…she’s scaring me! Evil! Pure, unadulterated evil, you are! :) Keep it coming…UMMMMM…not that I like evil…me not like that…but…oh…couch…you just really better give me some answers soon…puhleeze!! (And tanks to you for posting daily…I’m always happily surprised that you do…quite an accomplishment!) :) :) :) You are really really frustrating me! pfffffffffft :P :)
Once again I just caught up.I am utterly perplexed how Tina fits into the story. Umm isn’t against ethics to counsel somebody you had a prior relationship with no matter what kind.
Intrigue is an understatement here. Love your writing. look4ward to more.
Riddle me this…riddle me that…you sure do weave a tangled web.
hhhhhhmm mysterious, plz post soon…love Dr Kennard’s signature fuck me blue heels…this sounds like a tragedy of romeo and juliet proportions…keep bette safe, she sounds so naive…again pps.
ack, what happened to Evangeline, what happened??? This history repeating itself, I hope it’s not cause for serious worry… but whatever happened, it made Helena a chain-smoking recluse and Marina unforgiving. If it repeats itself, I fear for everyone involved… great, sofa, love the story. ta
hooked!!!!! looking forward to the update.
Very, very mysterious story… Just brilliant! When I started to read this chapter I was full of hope to get some answers to all those questions. And you know what? Now I have even more questions than I had before! You could throw in some answers every now and then, before we’re going to die from to much suspense! :-D And yes, you make my day every day you post ;-) Keep up the good work. More and PPS!
i love this storrrry…why didn’t my comment last night stick? i commented. grrr…anyway, i think this is sheer brilliant brilliance! i want to read more and i’ll wait patiently for it. reading this while watching Adaptation is a jolly good and mind bending thing to do. xoxox baby *smile*