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    Love Soul Heaven Hell – Chapter XIII

     
    She drained her glass.  "I’ve worked like a dog since then. Have driven people crazy," then paused to laugh bitterly. "The benefits of having business interests in almost every time zone … I was able to call people almost 24-7 over this past week. My staff told me this morning that they’d been getting calls from all over, people asking if I was planning to shake things up."
     
    Tina eyed her quietly.
     
    "So…?"
     
    "So I think I’ve worked all of that confusion out of my system, and maybe it’s just the novelty of it all that’s lingered," Marissa responded, suddenly feeling tired.  She shrugged her shoulders wearily.
     
    "I know that I can’t postpone this pregnancy any longer.  And Wendy and I talked a long time about it, also. She and I still want to have a baby," she paused. "I’ve already told the law firm looking into all the tax implications of moving the art my dad has collected, and all that I’ve also invested in, to just have it all moved already."
     
    She stood up to move the screen, then signaled to the waiter to put the check of their lunch on her tab.
     
    Marissa sat down heavily on her chair.  She leaned forward to rest her arms on the the table, gripping her forehead.
     
    "Are you getting advice from other people?," Tina asked quietly.
     
    "Honestly, Tina, at this moment, as much as I thought that I’d cared about the art, and the legacy implications of it, as far as my father’s collection is concerned,as well as that of mine combined with his," she sighed, holding her head with both hands. "I don’t care so much about it right now.  I’m sure the Luxembourg facility will be fine.  Or at least I hope so.  Maybe later, maybe next year or something, after the baby, I’ll revisit that whole situation, and decide otherwise."
     
    They fell quiet. They’d said all there was to say.
     
    As they stood up to leave, Tina looked at her, then murmured, "Well… I hope everything works out well for you and Wendy.  I hope you have a good pregnancy, and that you have a healthy baby.  It’ll change your life."
     
    Marissa pursed her lips in a half-smile, half-frown.  "Thanks, Tina.  I wish you and Bette the best also."
     
    "The thing is … for some reason, what I’d hoped was that Wendy and I could build a friendship with a couple like you.  I’m sorry that you didn’t get to know her, or us more… and that we didn’t get to know you."
     
    Tina gave her a small smile, then turned to walk away.  After a few steps, she turned to look back at Marissa, "Maybe at some point, later in our lives."
     
    Marissa returned her look, and Tina could see her smooth, glamorous demeanor returning.  She also gave Tina a small smile, "Maybe."

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