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Click hereWith his arm possessively around her waist was a handsome, well-built man who I took to be Jerry.
They didn't notice me until they stopped where I was standing in front of the door. There wasn't any shock or surprise on my part although I was completely heartbroken to witness her deliberate betrayal. I wasn't too sure what was going on in her mind. I had already faced my demons Friday night... and Saturday... and Sunday... and in the doctor's office.
Jerry didn't have a clue who I was and stood there smiling at me while Nancy was looking back at someone. I thought about taking that stupid grin off his face but then I noticed that Nancy wasn't wearing her wedding ring. It was, I thought, entirely possible he didn't even know she was married but then I remembered her phone call that Saturday morning to this piece of trash.
Nancy turned and had that 'deer in the headlights' look I had heard about so many times but had never really seen 'till now.
"Hi," I said.
"Hello," he replied. He held her tighter to him, in his mind setting a boundary between the two of them and me. It was a subconscious move on his part but quite evident to me, having to work around teenagers all day long. I wanted to kill him that moment. He seemed to become a little nervous since I had not moved out of his 'space' and he anxiously looked for Canton to unlock the door.
"Huh?" I was brought abruptly back to the present by the waitress asking if we wanted dessert. My wonderful Belle, as usual, went for New York cheesecake with strawberries and I, the good American that I thought I was, asked for apple pie with a big scoop of vanilla.
If I had known then, so many years ago, what I eventually knew later, I would have treated the situation so differently. What eventually happened, none of us deserved.
Nancy was still eating at the table near the windows and I couldn't look away.
- COMMENTS
inka2222over 1 year ago1 star. It was a very well written story, but the whole idiotic "oh i love her, oh i don't want the doctor to think she's a slut even though she is and he thinks it's my fault" and other BS.... that guy deserves all the bad things in his life for his sheer stupidity.
peter944over 4 years agoThe style of writing is hard to follow with all the jumping around so I not exactly sure who is talking to who at times.
Anonymousabout 5 years ago"So, she was a Negro... she was still a person who deserved respect"
The shame is that you don't even realize just how condescending and insulting that statement is...
As to the story... Your protagonist isn't reality based... Considering the situations he's been faced with there is no way in the world that he would be in doubt about dumping this bitch... His confusion is extremely unrealistic... She gave him the clap f'crisakes... And bragged to her lover about giving him her ass... And vowed that her hubby would never get it because it was his alone... And this is the bitch he's in confusion about dumping... Get real...
-jaye-
Sigintabout 10 years agoOr you do. The transitions! It was like literary ADHD.
Anonymousabout 11 years agoThis lady is second best author on this site, by any gender writer. I have thoroughly enjoyed all your stories. That doesn't happen often at all ! I am impressed. Thank you.
(roscovich)
Anonymousabout 12 years agoThe writing was well done and I had no problems with the language usage, but a story doesn't refer several times to things found out later and then end with no follow up. This is as bad as Just Plain Bob.
Anonymousover 12 years ago"Little whorish? I know, but there's nothing I can do about that." I was dying with laughter. Great story, messed up situation.
tazz317over 12 years agowhich foster lies and deceits. TK U MLJ LV NV
roscovichabout 13 years agoAnd I was very pleasantly surprised at this story and this Author very competent and even wonderful interpretation of her feelings and thoughts. All thru this Author project this lovely feminine feelings that are a balm to any heart.
Very well done Sophie and good luck for the future Writings. Ross
Anonymousabout 13 years agoThis story has been chopped, reassembled and/or rewritten, sometimes out of order. It would be best to retract the whole series and correct the timeline, misspellings and poor sentence structure.
2275jrabout 13 years agoanother awesome story it start out slow for me but you never let me down it got better and better till in th end i wanted more thank you for this story it rand a few bell of my life. brilliant .
calibeachgirlabout 13 years agoAuthorDear and gentle readers...
I appreciate your comments very much...
As one said, divorce in the 60s was not something that you did and not so much an escape clause as it is today.
Is it so hard to understand that a man will love someone enough to put up with lots of things as long as he still believes that there is love there. How many stories have we seen, in print and in real life, or a couple staying together that no one else can understand why?
Yes, there was a mistake about the color of the car... the 'vette was originally yellow but one friend pointed out that yellow didn't exist that year so it was changed to blue; the '57 was blue custom paint.
What would be the point of dragging through the story the divorce proceedings? we all know what would have taken place, especially with adultry as a cause.
If you read carefully, which some people obviously haven't, he was friends with both Esther and Mary (Belle) before he was ever divorced and then for some time after.
The two women both loved him, as did Nancy, for that matter. Those of you with more life experience should have realized that Nancy is bi-polar and that was the root cause of their problems. She wasn't evil, she was SICK!
Mary so loved Esther and Vince that she was willing to wait... she felt that Esther's life was bad enough that she deserved a last chance for love before it was too late.
Yes, the story jumps a bit... it's called flashback. Given the way the website prints out the fonts, most regular indications of what happened are not available without really working with HTML and I don't have the time to do that.
I hoped that most readers were willing to invest enough time to pay attention to the story... don't our minds jump around when we think?
Evidently, chapter 2 came out first. I'm sorry, I have no control over that and don't understand how that happened.
The last chapter, 3, will at least attempt to explain what happened between the remaining three characters and why Nancy was the way she was.
I'm sorry I didn't capture the mindset of a man very well. I'm a girl, well, at least a 30 year old girl, whose had a damn rough life. I can only imagine what it would be like... after all, don't we have writers who imagine all kinds of impossible things on these pages? At least, I didn't throw in impossible men with three foot long...
Yes, I like writing romances. I wrote at the beginning, it was a 'romance'...
For those of you who stuck through it, thank you. For those of you who couldn't figure out what was going on, well, damn, get a fucking clue and learn to think a little more sophisticated than a simple, chronological story that requires no thinking.
I guess my mistake was thinking that the reader was able to think about underlying causes and the sadness that is a part of all love stories. Nothing is ever perfect.
I suppose that your 'throw her to the curb' attitude is the first response for your caveman mentality.
Vince did divorce her when it was no longer tenable to stay with her... the husband is always the last to know, as has constantly been repeated here.
Maybe, when some of you actually do find someone to love and cherish, you will realize that life and love isn't that simple, at all.
I hope that you all enjoy the raisin chocolate cookies given at the end of chapter 3.
Thank you for listening.
Sophia, the calibeachgirl
Anonymousabout 13 years agoCome on Cal Beach Girl, you can't leave us hanging like this. It was a little difficult keeping up with the jumps in the story line, but the ending was like the middle of the story. By the way, did he ever tell his wife she had a social disease? I think the time for that was right there at the door.
You do need to do some editing on your story, some details were not very accurate to the story.
