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Would She? Part 13
“General,” he whispered, and grasped hold of the banister.
“John,” he called, and backed up one step.
The air was drenched with cigar smoke, and Henry felt his chest tighten. The woman on the record hit a high note, and to him it sounded like a wail: and he thought that maybe him being there wasn’t a good idea at all.
He backed up another step.
“Snappy!”
The voice sailed from the black corner of the basement, and the fear that gripped Henry slipped.
“Hey, Snappy, where you been all day, boy?”
John’s voice was light and loose.
“Just upstairs,” Henry responded as he took a step down and squinted into the darkness.
“Well, come on in.” John laughed and struck a match.
The small flickering flame distorted his features, and Henry felt his breath catch in his throat.
The look on Henry’s face made John laugh, and he reached over and flicked on the lamp.
“Did you bring your toys?”
There was a bottle of Scotch sitting on a crate besides the old armchair he sat in. A bottle of Scotch and one of the jelly glasses Henry had started collecting.
“Hey, that’s mine,” Henry chirped, and stepped down off the stairs.
“What?” John said, and his face was his again.
“This?” he asked, and lifted the glass.
“Oh, Snappy, do you mind?”
Henry thought about it for a moment.
“Nah, I guess not.”
“Well, you shouldn’t. Friends share things, don’t they?”
“I guess so,” Henry said, and moved closer.
Was that the one with Scooby-Doo and Shaggy? Why, that was his favorite one.
“They do. I share things with you, don’t I?”
Henry sucked on the inside of his cheeks before responded.
“Yeah.”
“Well, then you shouldn’t mind sharing things with me,” John said, and lifted the glass to his mouth and drained its contents.
“So you have a birthday tomorrow, huh?” John asked as he unscrewed the top from the Scotch bottle.
“How old are you going to be?”
“Nine,” Henry said, as he watched the liquor spill into his favorite glass.
“Nine? Why I don’t ever remember being nine.”
John laughed and put the glass to his lips. Henry smiled and eased himself down onto the indoor-outdoor carpet. The stiff fibers poked through his shorts, pricking the skin of his bottom. His face contorted, and he slipped his hands beneath his butt.
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To answer some of you guys PM’S about what song Tina was humming in Chapter Two. Well it was ‘Over The Rainbow’.
i LOVE this story, its so sad, cant wait for the next chapter!
Michellia…..This a wonderful story, so many layers and subplots. PPS. I had to go back and reread the previous chapter to get up to speed again. lol.
Geez, that was so heavy and hard to read, but I think it was necessary insight into Tina’s life (via Henry’s). At this point, I’m kind of just hoping Bette lets her in.
awe goodness please dont say u’re gonna include the rape of Angelica or any of the B & T squad in this!!!!!!
Now it all makes sense. I kept thinking the comment about penguins set Henry off, but that wasn’t it. It was the panther comment. Damn girl this is rough. This story is far from sucking, but definitely rough. Looking forward to the next chapter.
They need to talk even after all these years. Maybe they can get some clouser on the past. After all Bette has been writing Angie all these yrs and Marcus is in the picture .for Tina. thanks
you know i love your work… and this story is right there on top… please please don’t make us wait to long for them to finally talk… and i have a feeling angelica walked in on henry killing him self… tough stuff…
Wow…so deep! Of course, baby, one cliffhanger wasn’t enough for you! What a web you are weaving in this story, and we are all ensnared! Please don’t let any distractions–or the flu–get in the way of a quick follow-up to this story. Get well soon!
WOW!!!!!! PPS
This was a tough chapter to get through. You brought Tina and Bette together. There’s hope for the future if it’s not overwhelmed by the past.
Wow….so detailed, painful…full of emotion….Wow.
way too much Henry time..sorreeeee…more Angel, more B and T please…25 years later huh?? how old does that make ’em?
You most definitely have my attention!! PPS!
Poor Henry, is he kill himself. B&T need to talk and let see whats happen!
It was a long time coming, and truly worth the wait! Its chapters like this which causes one to literally feel Henry’s pain. Baby, this was excellent. Although Henry is a grown man, I sat here feeling like I was reading the actual FEAR a 9 yr old would have had. Henry didn’t seem to have a storyline; yet the one you gave him raises the question of how he was able to handle this all of his life? YOU know I am not a Henry fan, but this chapter was so deep that I didn’t care if Bette and Tina never saw each other in the hallway. But, now that they have, let’s talk about it. 25 years go by and Tina has the nerve to stand there and ask herself, “What the fuck just happened. Why couldn’t she say anything?” For clarity sake, was Tina asking this of herself or wondering it of Bette? You know I have more questions; ones you’re NOT going to answer so HURRY UP & POST AGAIN!!
wow Mich baby this is beyond words. I really don’t like Henry butt he things he went through you don’t wish upon your worst enemy. Your stories are so wonderful and I realy keep enjoying them. PPS thanks
I forgot to add…I am loving this story. PPS
Damn this story is like watching a train wreck – or season 3 – are you IC in hidding? giving us little bits of hope. Making us feel something for the unliked character (IC Jenny – you – Henry).Please give us some B&T happiness…
Wow…I held my breath this whole chapter…the writing was so awesome. No one should have to go thru what Henry went thru. I am anxious to see what kind of conversation Bette & Tina will have. I can understand Bette’s pain still being fresh…she lost her daughter for 25 years (I know she connected with a pen pal but she didn’t know who she was). Please post soon …like today.
great update.. i am glad the prev is dead bette and tina need to talk longer you need to post more often 4 this story
You’ve made me speechless…and I can tell you this isn’t happening frequently. But damn those cliffhangers, girl you’re killing me overhere.
Painful memories for everyone….please post soon.