Monday, March 05, 2007

Chapter Three...

In the back round, sounds from the newscast echo through her living room.
"Turn that off," Jess says in a whisper, "I can't process any more of that right now..."
Alice walks towards the couch, picks up the remote & clicks the TV off.

"Does your family know?" asked Alice.
"I don't know, I don't talk to my uncle much & my cousins live out of state, all three of them going to different Schools."
"And what about your aunt, what was her name... Jude was it?"
"June actually, and no, I haven't talked to her since she ran out on my uncle all those years back. Left him to be a single dad to three kids, not much of an aunt, never mind a mother. If you ask me, the woman was a tramp. Setting these really fantastic examples left & right, NOT!
Man, if my parents were still alive to see all this, they'd be so disappointed. As it is they're probably turning over in their graves!" Jess seemed exhausted at just the thought of her very dysfunctional family. How it is that she turned out ok, is truly a miracle.

"Jess, do you think there's a Heaven?"
Jess turned slightly towards Alice, half smiled through tears & said, "I like to think there is."
Alice smiled at her friend, "Do you think that they're all together now? Your parents & Jeff?"
"I believe they are." Jess said, with a heavy heart.

Jess took a deep breath & said, "It's funny how life can change on a dime. One minute you're discussing what you're going to wear to the party Saturday night & who at your work is dating who & are you going to get that promotion or get passed over again for someone else, etc...
and the next?
Boom.
Nothing.
Sad isn't it?"
Alice thought it was sad, but what was even worse was that the saddest part of all
was that she couldn't tell her best friend the truth.
She had always prided herself on being honest.
Never cheated in school, never stolen anything, always walked the straight & narrow.
Never got into trouble of any sort ever.
Never even cheated once on Jeff, never could. She loved him too much. Oh it wasn't for a lack of opportunities mind you, there was that time at Kevin Baker's party that Mark White hit on her. Oh, it felt nice to be noticed by someone other than Jeff. Exciting even... but deep down she knew she'd never do a thing to hurt Jeff. He was her soul mate, her childhood sweetheart.
But, she'd be lying if she said that a small part of her, deep down in the core of her gut, didn't at least allow herself the pleasure of imagining what it would be like.
Oh, Mark wasn't too upset, he ended up being the type of boy who you'd classify a 'player'. He loved the ladies & the ladies loved him.
It was nice to imagine though, if only for that small slice of time that one night way back when.
Truth is, Jeff was her one & only. She never dated anyone before him or after him.
Well, really there wasn't an 'after him'... until now.


"Maybe that was it, I loved him TOO much. It wasn't a healthy kind of love." Alice was thinking out loud to herself again, she hated when she did that & didn't even know she was doing it.
"What?" asked Jess, "You say something Al?"
Alice was quick to answer, "oh, nothing... sorry just talking to myself again, you know I always do that."

Scared she'd given herself away, Alice prayed for a distraction; "Hey Jess, how about I make you the tea this time, k? But no more Nilla wafers, they were totally gross."

Jess smiled, "Yeah they were stale weren't they? Ok, sure tea will be fine. Black please."
Alice never understood how Jess could drink black tea.
Black tea with sugar she understood, tea with sugar & cream, she adored, but just plain old black tea with nothing? Alice could never get on board for that one, even with a box full of GOOD Nilla wafers to be enjoyed, tea still needed sugar in her opinion.

She made her way into the kitchen to put the kettle on & Jess mentioned wanting to go freshen up a bit and headed into Alice's bathroom.
Alice rummaged through the kitchen to see what she could offer her friend to go along with her tea... "nothing here, hmmm graham crackers? I wonder how old these are, oh never mind, probably just as sketchy as those cookies. I really need to go shopping" she thought to herself.

"Hey Al, what's this?" Jess called from the bathroom.
Alice turned the corner to see Jess standing there with the wet blood stained shirt in her hands.
Jess, slightly startled as she'd completely forgotten that she'd left it to soak... "Oh, that's my stupid shirt from last night, I bled a little on it from the nose thing, I was hoping soaking it in cold water would do the trick, guess I was wrong."
Alice's heart was racing, but it's feasible right? I mean her nose DID get broken, that blood most definitely was hers, wasn't it?

"Well, I just needed to wash my face & hands a bit, I can put it back after, in some fresh cold water if it's ok, but for now can I just hang it over the shower curtain?"
"Sure," Alice said, "no problem."

The whistle on the tea came to a scream letting everyone know of it's status.
"Water's ready!" yelled Alice in the direction of the bathroom.
"What's this?" Jess emerged from Alice's bathroom holding a white rose petal in her fingers.
"Oh, that?" Alice couldn't think of a way to talk herself out of the roses so she did the best she could on such short demand, she conjured up some tears, realistic ones, and said; "that is what's left of the rose I got for Jeff. I was saving it to give to him today, but this morning when I heard the news on the TV, I collapsed, ripped the rose apart, flushed all the petals. Guess I didn't get them all..." she said.
"When did you get it?" Jess asked in such a genuine way, that Alice's insides were SCREAMING AT HER not to LIE to her friend AGAIN! Sadly, her plea fell on deaf insides.

"Oh, you know they sell them by the singles at the convenient store. It was the one thing I managed to make back to the apartment with after the nose incident..." Alice said.

Jess, content with her answer, half smiled & said; "Jeff would've loved it."

Alice poured the water into the cups & sat down with her friend & slowly prepared her drink while watching her friend sip the scalding hot tea one painfully unsweetened swallow at a time.

"I can't go into work today, I can't even function never mind work." Jess said.
"Yeah," Alice replied, "me too..."

"You know, that house up in Maine, the one my parents left us, I guess it's mine now and since I can't even think about dealing with all this stuff, the wake, the funeral, the burial etc, would you..." Jess trailed off feeling guilty that she was even attempting to suggest such a thing the morning of finding out her brother was murdered.
"What is it Jess? Would I what?" Alice asked her.
"Well, I mean I 'have' to stay to deal with all this, tie up all the loose ends... but once it's all over & done with, do you think you could take some vacation days from work & just go up there with me? It's the one place I always felt closest to my parents & now, it's only fitting that it should be the place I want to run to after all this."

Alice thought, sure... she's got some vacation time coming to her, after all, she never goes anywhere so who uses vacation time they don't need for a trip they never take?
"Sure Jess," Alice smiled, "I'd love to."

Jess, still very shaken & probably mostly in shock, smiled back & reached her hand across the table to hold Alice's.
"You're a good friend Alice, you're my best friend. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Alice smiled, and deep down she knew she wouldn't know what to do without Jess either.
They were best friends, this much is true...
but tonight, Alice felt more like a stranger.

"You know, you'd think I'd be crying more, right? I mean, he was my brother for crying out loud. What the heck is wrong with me Al? Why aren't I inconsolable right now? Most sisters would be... maybe I have something wrong with me."

"No, Jess, you don't have anything wrong with you..." Alice said.
"Don't you remember studying about this in High School? The five stages of grief?"
"Oh, yeah, what were they again?" Jess couldn't remember.

"denial, anger, bargaining, depression & acceptance." Alice proudly responded. Weird, how in the hell did she still remember that all these years later?

Jess was calculating something in her mind, "Ok, so if this is denial, how long is it gonna last? And anger?Angry at who? They don't even know who did it! How am I supposed to get angry with someone I don't know?!"
Jess seemed to be becoming a little agitated at the thought of all this, so Alice chose to try & lighten the mood.
"Hey Jess, you want me to see if I actually have something in the house that isn't stale?"
Jess smiled, "Nah, that's ok... the tea is fine. I'm really not all that hungry." she said.

"You know," Alice said, "I remember something else from that death class we took. Something about true grieving only begins where the 5 Stages of "Grief" leave off."
"Huh?" asked Jess, "so there's more to this grieving than just five stages?"
"Yeah, you're supposed to remember it by saying the word TEAR." said Alice.
"Ok, Al, you've totally lost me. What about the word TEAR?"

"Well," Alice explained, "TEAR is an acronym, it stands for:
T = To accept the reality your loss
E = Experience the pain of your loss
A = Adjust to the new environment without your loved one
R = Reinvest in the new reality that is your life without this person."

"Jesus Al, how in the hell do you REMEMBER all that stuff?" Jess asked with surprise.
"Eh, I dunno, a wealth of useless information I guess..." said Alice.
"Not useless this time," said Jess, "not useless this time..."

"So, what are you going to do? I mean, has anyone called you yet? The police, the news reporters, I mean you are his closest living relative, you'd think that someone would've called you by now, right?" asked Alice.
"I shut my cell phone off, I can't deal with that right now, I just can't." Jess said.
"See," Alice pointed out, "denial, it's the first stage..."
"Ok, ok Al, I get it, I'm grieving... I just wish I could crawl under a rock & forget this day ever happened. Is there anything in your death stuff about rocks?" Jess's eyes were filling up again and Alice knew that she needed to rest. Both of them did actually.

"Jess sweetie," Alice placed her hand gently on Jess's shoulder, "you think maybe we both need to just curl up & shut our eyes for a while? Shut out the outside world, even if just for an hour or so?"

Jess allowed a few tears to overflow from her eyes, "Yeah, I'd like that..." she said.

Alice finished her tea & Jess did the same. They both headed for the bedroom & Jess kicked off her shoes. Alice pulled out a couple of extra pillows from the closet & tossed them on the other side of the bed for Jess.
"You mind cuddling with an old friend?" Alice asked her.
Crying now, Jess merely threw her arms around Alice & sobbed into her hair, "I'd love it." she said.

They both curled up under Alice's big fluffy down comforter, (God bless L.L.Bean)
& although she had just taken off her shoes & still had her socks on,
Jess's feet were like ice.

"Hey chilly," Alice said, "Keep your frosty paws on your side, will ya?!"
Jess smiled through her tears & Alice thought she heard even a faint chuckle.
"Was that laughter I heard?" Alice asked her.
"Al," Jess spoke in barely a whisper...
"Yes?" Alice asked.
"I love you, thank you for, well... just thank you."
Alice wrapped herself up around Jess like a human pretzel.
"Friend, it's my pleasure." she said.
Both girls were emotionally drained & fell to sleep almost immediately.
As they drifted off, a news crew was setting up outside Alice's apartment,
along with a couple of police cruisers...



Chapter Two...

Hovering over her, ceramic vase in hand, was Jeff.
" OH MY GOD, JEFF! WHAT ARE...?" but before she could get her sentence out, he took a swing at her with that heavy vase that less than twenty four hours ago held her white roses he got her.
"JESUS CHRIST!" she screamed as she ducked to get out of the path of the vase. "WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" she screamed!
"Think you're just going to kill me and get away with it? I loved you Alice!" he said as he swung at her again with the vase. "I have loved you since we were KIDS!" swinging again & missing.
(he must still be drunk)
"OH MY GOD JEFF, STOP TRYING TO HIT ME WITH THAT DAMNED THING! CAN'T YOU JUST SIT DOWN SO WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS?"
Jeff tripped over his untied shoe laces & fell to the floor, as he landed face down, Alice could see the back of his head open, a gaping wound still fresh from where she'd hit him.
"Wait a minute..." she thought out loud, "How the hell can you even be walking if you've got that hole in the back of your head?!"
Jeff stood up & when he turned around to face her, it was Jess looking her dead in the face; "Why did you have to do it Alice? Why did you hit him like that? You killed him you know... he's dead."
*gasping for breath* Alice leaped out of bed only to find she'd been having a terrible nightmare.
"HOLY SHIT!" she thought, shaking like a leaf.
She ran to the bathroom to check her face in the mirror, yep... still broken.
"Shit, last night wasn't a dream then, it really did happen."
Running to the living room she put on her TV to the news:

'And now this breaking news story, a 28 year old man was found dead in his apartment early this morning by friends who said he hadn't shown up for band practice. Jeff Hathaway of Collins Cove was found with a 4inch abrasion to the back of his skull, on his kitchen floor and apparently died of massive blood loss. We'll have more to come on this story as it becomes available...'

Holding her hand up to her mouth, she knew she wasn't dreaming any longer.
Jeff had died, that blow to the head had killed him for real.
"Oh My GOD, what have I DONE?!" she screamed.
She looked around her apartment, Jess was nowhere to be found.
Just then, as if reading her mind, the phone rang...
"Hello," Alice answered, her whole body shaking.
"OH MY GOD ALICE, ARE YOU WATCHING THE NEWS?!!"
Jess was sobbing into the phone.
"JESUS CHRIST ALICE, DID YOU SEE?! IT'S JEFF! IT'S JEFF, HE'S DEAD!"

Alice, dumbfounded & speechless just stood there frozen.
She nodded her head as if Jess could see her agreeing that yes, she had seen.
"Wait a minute, Jess, what are you doing home? I thought you were going to spend the night here last night?" Alice questioned.

"ALICE! OH MY GOD, MY BROTHER! WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED?!" she screams into the phone. "I left once you were sound asleep, figured I'd give you your space & came back home but MY GOD ALICE! MY BROTHER IS DEAD!"

Alice musters up the courage to try to console her friend; "Jess, of course you left, makes perfect sense, and yes, I saw it & I'm so sorry! I don't know what to say! Makes my stupid broken nose seem like a non issue now huh?"
Jess continues to merely sob into the phone,
clearly unable to be consoled at the news of her brother's murder.
"Jess, you want me to come over?" Alice asks.
"No, I can't stay here, I'm coming there, ok? I should've never left in the first place!" Jess answers.
"Of course you can come back, I want you here Jess..."
*click*
Jess hangs up without saying another word.
Alice's head is now racing.
Oh My God, do they have any evidence? Were there any fingerprints to be found? The night happened so fast she can't even remember it now.
She tries to replay the nights events in her head before Jess comes over so that, should she have to confess, she'll have everything straight in her mind.

"Ok, Ok Alice, get your wits about you... try & remember, Ok so this is how it happened..." she thought out loud to herself, talking herself through it step by step.
"The phone rang at around 8pm, I was just about getting ready to shower & hit the hay when Jeff called to say he needed me, that he'd had a rough practice with the guys & had something special he wanted to give me." She thought out loud. "Yes, that's right, so I threw on my jeans & sweater, pulled my socks & boots on, grabbed my coat, hat, scarf & gloves & headed out the door, car keys in hand." She thinks harder, trying to delve deeper into the events of last night.
" I got over to his place around 8:25 and he was already half in the bag draped over his couch like a slug. His eyes at half mast his speech slurred.
"I knocked on the door & he responded with a loud "COME ON IN!" from the comfort of his warm spot on the couch. The TV was blaring, something on VH1 or MTV Alice figured.
"Jeff, can we turn this down a bit? It's kinda loud."
Alice reached for the remote when Jeff quickly reached out & grabbed her hand tight & looked her dead in the eyes; "Don't!" he firmly said, putting pressure around her wrist as he held her arm tight.
She was scared, she HATED when he drank.
He let go of her arm with a jerk & laughed. "Aw Alice, you know I'm just kidding, c'mere!"
He reached up for her, grabbed her & pulled her down on top of him, his arms groping her, his face worn, his breath awful & sour smelling. "
(He probably had already vomited once if not twice already.)
"Jeff, you're hurting me..." Alice said with a touch of fear in her voice.
Fear that she was certain he could smell from miles away like a dog.
He shot her a disapproving look, an angry one... "Well Fuck it Alice, never mind. I was just trying to give you a HUG for Christ's sake!"
Jeff pulled away from her & got up off the couch. His pants were undone, the button open & the fly only half zipped.
His boots were undone but not off, his face unshaven.
He looked bad.
He turned to her & said "Hey, you want a drink?" with a smile across his face.
Alice looked & tried to smile & said "Thanks Jeff but honestly, I'm good." hoping that if he saw that she was good, that maybe he'd be as well?
Not so much... Jeff says " well in that case, I'll have TWO! One for me and one for YOU! Heh, heh, I'm a poet & didn't know it! ha ha!"
Sadly, even drunk his jokes weren't funny.

Jeff, don't you think you've had enough for one night? Come on, come in here & let's talk, you called me over to give me something special you said... so what is it? I'm just so excited & curious as to what it could be?!"
Trying to redirect his attention from the alcohol to her foolish gift he'd said he had for her, Alice did her best to act excited when really inside she was terrified.
At that moment she'd rather be anywhere but in his house with him.
From the doorway to the kitchen, Jeff turned & looked at her & said, "it's in here, come see!"
"Well hold on a second," Alice said, " I haven't even taken off my coat or hat or gloves or anything yet!"
"No, No, No, fuck that stuff, keep it on, just get in here, that shit can come off later! Come see what I have baby!" Jeff replies excitedly, "HURRY! YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT!"

Alice walks into the kitchen still fully dressed from the cold air outside, and finds on the counter a large ceramic vase filled with a dozen white roses, with a little card that read;
-To my favorite girl. Love you forever, Me.-

She smiled as she looked at the sweet gesture. "They're beautiful, Jeff."
"Well, aren't you going to SAY anything?" he said, annoyed.
"Ah, I just said they're beautiful..." she replied.
"It's called T-H-A-N-K Y-O-U! You might want to try it sometime!"
Frowning her eyebrows, she shot him a look & said "Jeff, I just said they're beautiful, what did you think that MEANT? It means, that the flowers are beautiful, I love them so much, THANK YOU!" frustrated she knew she was losing her cool with him, she had to think smarter or she knew what the rest of the night would hold for her.

"Well Jesus Christ Alice, I'm not a fucking mind reader! If you mean that shit, then you should SAY that shit, OK?!"
Jeff, took the flowers roughly pushing them in her direction.
Hesitantly, she took the vase & tried to feign a smile.
"I'll take them home with me tonight & put them on my kitchen table, they'll look lovely."
"The flowers stay here, because YOU'RE staying here. Don't you remember I told you I NEED you tonight, Alice."
Alice was scared now, she didn't want to spend the night with him, she didn't even want to be spending five minutes with him when he's like this.
"Jeff, I'm here right now but I can't stay tonight, I have a very busy day tomorrow and need a good night's sleep."
"YOU DON'T SLEEP GOOD WHEN YOU'RE WITH ME? IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE FUCKING SAYING?"
"No, Jeff, that's not what I'm saying, I love being with you, you know that. But, we don't usually get a lot of 'SLEEPING done, if you know what I mean. Tonight is just one of those nights that I really need a full 8 hours, ok? But I'm here now, so why don't we go curl up on the couch & talk."
"TALK, TALK, TALK, THAT'S ALL YOU WOMEN WANT TO DO IS TALK, WELL FUCK THAT! I WANT YOU HERE, IN MY BED, WITH ME, AND DAMN IT YOU'RE GOING TO STAY!"
Scared and angry now, Alice turned to him & stood her ground, although all the while knowing what a mistake it was going to be to do so.
"Jeff, I am going home. If you don't want to talk & you're just going to shout at me I'm leaving. I'll call you in the morning." Alice turned to head for the door when she felt a strong whack across her shoulder blades & a firm hand, like a vice, on her shoulder whipping her around.
"I SAID YOU'LL BE STAYING HERE!"
"And I said I am GOING HOME JEFF!"
She tried to get away from him, but he whipped his other arm around & punched her in the nose, breaking it.
"THERE, NOW SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO! DAMN BITCH!"
Alice reached up to touch her nose, it felt warm & wet. He'd broken it...

"DON'T YOU EVER HIT ME AGAIN JEFF, DO YOU HEAR ME!"
As she's saying these words, Jeff reached behind him for what Alice could only assume was one of the knives from the butcher block.
Afraid for her life, Alice picked up the vase & lunged at him full force, smashing him on the back of the head, shattering the vase & knocking him unconscious.
His drunken form fell to the floor and lay motionless.

"OH MY GOD, JEFF?! JEFF?!" she reached over to shake his shoulders a bit, perhaps he'd come to... but nothing. No response.

Terrified & scared for her life, Alice scrambled to rescue the roses from the floor, remembering to grab the card as well & ran to get her keys & head to the car.
On the drive home, she tossed each rose out the window one at a time and then shredded the card into confetti & tossing that out as well.

Then she got home, shaken & alive with fear, & then Jess called & we're back to right now.

"Oh My God, RIGHT NOW, Jess is coming over! SHIT!" Alice remembered the whole reason for her frightening trip down memory lane, to be sure she had the facts straight before Jess got there.
Oh My God, what was she going to say to her? How could she POSSIBLY lie to her about THIS? She couldn't, she wouldn't... but Oh My God she just HAD to!

Alice pulled on her slippers & tightened her robe.
What would Jess ask her? Does she suspect anything?
"Holy shit how am I ever going to get out of THIS one?" she thought.

Just then, a knock at the door; Jess.
"OH MY GOD ALICE!" Jess throws her arms around Alice & holds her tight as she's sobbing into he robe. Alice tried to seem saddened by the whole thing as well, and truly deep down she knows she probably was, but the shock of it all hadn't worn off yet so it was hard to produce any tears to speak of.

"Jess, I can't even BELIEVE it!" Alice said as she hugged her friend tighter.

"ALICE, OH MY GOD, AND TO THINK I WAS JUST TRASHING HIM LAST NIGHT QUESTIONING HIS WHEREABOUTS WHEN YOU WERE BEING MUGGED!"
Alice nervous as to what Jess might say next, held her breath for the moment...
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT WHILE YOU WERE BEING ATTACKED, SOMEONE WAS ATTACKING MY BROTHER!"

There, she said it... hearing those words come from her lips stung a little.
Jeff was her brother. Jeffery & Jessica Hathaway, those two new neighbors in the little yellow house across the street, those many years ago.
One became my best friend, the other... my boyfriend.

Alice just stood there holding Jess tight, afraid to let go. Afraid that once she did that, she'd have to look her in the eyes. Look at her best friend knowing that it was at her hands that her brother suffered such a fate. But if she only knew the events leading up to that moment in time.
All the abuse, the yelling, the screaming, the fighting, the hitting, the punching, the drinking, the humiliation, etc...
No, it didn't matter, it wouldn't matter... Jess was his Sister, he was her BROTHER! How do you forgive someone for murdering your own flesh & blood, REGARDLESS of the circumstances?
You don't... you just don't.
"Alice, I'm so sorry he's gone, I know you loved him too..." Jess squeaked into Alice's shoulder.
Alice, squeezing Jess a little tighter, whispered back, "I did, I loved him very much..."
and just at that moment, one big fat tear escaped the corner of her eye & traveled down her swollen, bruised cheek.




Chapter One...


Alice clutched a corner of the pillow tightly in her hands. They were shaking.
"What have I done?!" she thought.
The room was cold, she felt like ice, frozen in time.
She walked over to the thermostat & turned the heat up to 68, hoping it would kick in soon.

Why had she gone over? Why did he have that type of hold on her? She answered every pathetic call of his, every demand met, every unreasonable notion, not her own... yet still followed to a T, as if she were merely a puppet & he held the strings.

"Well, puppet no more..." she thought.
OH MY GOD, was he dead? Should she go check?
All she wanted to do was call Jess. After all she was her best friend and that's what best friends are for, right? To be your shoulder to cry on, your confidant, your rock.
If only it were that simple.

She barely filled one square cushion of her sofa, her body positioned in such a way that it was obvious she wasn't committed to actually sitting there, but merely mulling over the night's events. Alice made it a habit, when she got nervous, of thinking out loud to herself...

"He can't be dead, can he? Well it was self defense, he came AT me, what else was I SUPPOSED to do? Let him hit me, again?"
"No," she decided... "no more hitting, ever." She had had enough abuse.
She didn't know why she kept it a secret all these years, why she didn't confide in someone, why she didn't seek help.
But then, deep down, she knew.
Telling someone, meant telling the only person she'd want to tell,
the only person she trusted in the world,
Jess.
And telling her this, just wasn't an option... at least not yet.

"Why did Jeff have to be such a charming asshole? Why didn't I find the courage to leave him before this night?" she said to herself out loud.
She knew she was wasting time worrying about things that can't be undone and also probably sounding more & more like a crazy person talking to herself like this.
"CHRIST, I SHOULD GO OVER & CHECK ON HIM!"
But just as she barely got that sentence out, the phone rang.

Alice picked up the receiver with an unsteady hand, "Hello?"
"Alice, hey hon, you never called me back earlier. Everything all right?"
Jess's voice was like magic on the phone.
"Uh..." she knew her voice was shaking, STOP THAT DAMN IT! *she thought* You'll give yourself away! "...I'm ok, just a little tired, was about to go to bed. Can we talk tomorrow?"

"Well, ok I guess, but honestly Alice, you just don't sound like yourself."

"I know," she said "I'm sorry Jess I'm just having one of those nights. I PROMISE we'll talk first thing in the morning ok?"
Jess's long slow exhale on the line meant that it wasn't 'ok' but that she'd accept that for now.
"Ok Alice, just give me a call when you wake up, all right?"
"Goodnight Jess, I'll talk to you in the morning."
Alice hung up without ever hearing if Jess even said bye or goodnight or anything. She was too worried that the sound of her voice, the quickness of her responses, were both dead giveaways.

She walked into the bathroom & ran herself a hot bath.
Moving into her bedroom as the water slowly filled up the tub, she took off her clothes.
Her shirt, she noticed, had a few small spots of blood on the collar.
"Shit!" was that his, or hers?
She took the shirt to the bathroom, which was now filling up with steam & ran the collar under some cold water & let it soak in the sink.
While standing there in front of the mirror, she examined her nose, now broken, from Jeff's powerful swing.
"Fuck," she thought "fuck, fuck, FUCK!"
It's not like it was the first time he had broken her nose, in fact tonight's break makes 3.
"Huh," she half chuckled to herself, "third time's the charm, my ASS!"

She grabbed a few tissues & dabbed them with the cold water from the sink & gently cleaned off the area of crusted dry blood from around her nostrils.

"It's probably my blood, it HAS to be mine. Hell, I didn't hit him THAT hard, did I?"
Her mind was racing, she felt cold & dizzy & faint all at once.

The noise from the rushing water consumed her hearing so that she didn't notice when her phone rang again. The machine picked up...
~Hey, it's Alice... you know what to do.~
*beep*
"Alice, it's me, listen I'm worried about you. I know you better than you think I do and you need me right now, I can feel it. I'm on my way & I'll be there in less than five..."
*Beeeeep*

Unaware of her friends call, Alice shuts off the faucet
& lowers herself slowly into the hot water.

Her nose hurts, she can't even touch it without every nerve in her body feeling as though it's been shocked.
She decides to let it be & not to try & fiddle with it.
What's done is done, it's broken... she'll deal with that later.
Right now all she wants is to soak in this bath & pretend tonight didn't happen.
But, the funny thing about baths, is that what started out as an attempt at some solace ends up being alone time with your thoughts & more importantly, your fears.

"What if someone finds him? What if he IS dead? What if he's NOT dead?
Oh my God, what if I only knocked him unconscious & he's going to come to eventually?
He'll show up here for SURE!"
Now her heart was racing faster than before, despite the soothing feeling of being surrounded by all this hot water.
"Shit..." her head felt as if any second it was going to explode.
"If he IS dead, then what? Do I make an anonymous call to the cops?
Will his work realize if he doesn't show up?
Will Jess start asking questions?"

She dunked her head completely under the hot water, it stung her eyelids a little, but felt good.

Now laying in the quiet of her steam filled bathroom, Alice heard a knock at the door.

"OH MY GOD!" terrified, she got up & wrapped in a towel. "WHO THE FUCK IS THAT? COULD IT BE? WAS JEFF NOT DEAD?"
She slowly tiptoed to the hallway to peek in the direction of the front door, only to find that long familiar ponytail she's come to know as Jess's gorgeous flawless hair.
Oh how she was jealous of that hair, ever since they were kids, Alice had stringy blond hair that didn't seem to do much in the way of cooperating... but Jess, oh how gorgeous Jess was, had always been. Her brilliant chestnut brown hair with the natural red highlights was thick and luxurious and never out of place. *bitch* she thought.
Oh she loved her, like the sister she never had, but a girl is allowed to be jealous if the grass is greener, even if it's the grass of a friend, ESPECIALLY when it's your BEST friend!

Alice held her towel tight & pulled on her fuzzy slippers.
She goes to the door, hesitant to open it but knowing she hasn't a choice, Jess saw her.
"Hi, Jess, what are you..." but before Alice could say another word;
"JESUS CHRIST ALICE, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?!"
Jess instinctively reached to touch Alice's nose but stopped herself before actually making contact. "OMG WHO did this to you?"

Alice had never told Jess that Jeff beat her regularly. She was too embarrassed and well, there were other reasons.
"I'm fine Jess, really, come in before I freeze from this night air."
Jess came in & shut the door behind her.
"Alice, seriously what happened? Were you jumped? Did someone attack you? Christ you've gotta stop walking to the store alone at night! This is the third time you've been hurt!"

Alice's guilt weighed heavily on her heart, oh how much she wanted to tell her friend, how very much she wanted to just spill everything & then get one of those familiar Jess hugs that always seem to make everything better.
"It's nothing Jess, really... just some bum who wanted a few bucks, I went to get him some & he tried to steal my purse, no biggie. I'm fine, honest."
"YOU ARE NOT FINE ALICE! LOOK AT YOUR GOD DAMNED NOSE FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!"
Jess was right, Alice's nose was a disaster but she was trying not to think about it, not to mention her bath water was getting cold.
"Jess, I was kind of taking a bath..."
"Oh Alice, I'm sorry, go ahead, finish your bath, I'll make you a cup of tea for when you come out, ok?"
Alice smiled at her friend & made her way back into the bathroom.
Lowering herself back into the water, which was still hot just not as much as before, she could hear the sounds of Jess filling the kettle with water from the sink, placing it on the rear burner (the front one was broken, she should call the landlord about that) and then curling up on Alice's couch & clicking on the TV.

Alice finished her bath & got out & toweled herself off.
How many times can she lie to her best friend?
How many times would sweet good hearted Jess believe her stories of being mugged or attacked? And if she believed all these stories, where, in her mind, was Jeff at the time? Wasn't my boyfriend supposed to be my 'protector', my 'bodyguard'? "ha," she thought. Boyfriends were supposed to be alot of things, sadly Jeff was none.
Oh he was handsome, sure. He was handsome and charming & Alice fell for it, every bit of it.
The fact that they'd been sweethearts since childhood didn't help matters much.
She remembers all the sweet times they had as children.
Alice, Jeff & Jess all playing together in the neighborhood.

Alice can still remember the day that Jeff's family moved into that little yellow house across the street. How excited she was to have new neighbors, and what luck, someone her OWN AGE! If she had only known then what she knew now. *sigh*

Alice pulled on her robe & her slippers again & walked out to the couch to join her friend.
"Feel better?" Jess asked.
"Yeah, kinda." Alice replied.
"Water should be ready soon... you got any cookies?" asked Jess.
"Um, I don't know, I'd have to look..." Alice replied.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll find something," and Jess sprung to her feet, walked over to her friend, gently kissed her cheek & skipped into the kitchen to rummage through Alice's cupboards.

Alice's head hurt, she should slip a little rum into that tea, if only she had any.

She'd gotten rid of all the alcohol in her apartment, ever since Jeff promised her he'd quit.
He said he'd changed, that he loved her & would never drink again.
Never say never, isn't that what they say?
Well, if not rum, then some aspirin, say half a dozen...
*ugh*
Jess called to Alice from the kitchen, "I found some Nilla wafers!"
"Great," Alice said, "I'll be right in." Alice said.
"No, don't you move!" Shouted Jess, "I'll bring it out to you, you want cream and sugar?"
"Sure," Alice answered, thankful that her friend DID know her enough to know that she didn't feel like moving off the couch.

Jess returned with a little plate full of Nilla wafers & two hot cups of tea, orange pekoe, their favorite.
Alice took the cup & smiled up at Jess, who smiled back.
Jess returned to the couch, curled up next to her friend and took a sip of her tea.
"So," Jess began, "are you going to tell me what happened or am I going to have to guess?"
Alice took a long sip of her tea, it felt good sliding down her throat warming her from the inside.
"Jess, really, it's not a big deal, I just have bad luck that's all."
"Bad luck MY ASS Alice! That's the 3rd time now! What the hell is really going on?!"
Alice could see that her friend was losing her patience. Obviously out of love for her but losing it nonetheless.
"And where the hell is Jeff when all this happens!? Why is he never there to help you?!
He's supposed to be your boyfriend, remember?!!" Jess shouted.
Alice took another sip of her tea & reached to grab a cookie. "Jess, you know he's busy, he's got the band & his work. He always feels bad after, but it's not like he meant to not be there for me." Alice hated lying.
"Well I'm here to tell you, and I'm allowed to say this, he's a SHITTY boyfriend!" said Jess.

Alice took a bite of her cookie, it was stale. She put it back on the napkin & instead took another sip of her tea.
"Jess, look... I love him, you know I do. I have ever since we were kids, but he isn't my 'keeper', I have to learn to take care of myself, ya know?"
"Yes," said Jess, "I DO know, but that's NO EXCUSE! Him and that DAMN BAND OF HIS, they're not even any good!"
Alice couldn't help but smile inside, Jess was right, they weren't any good. The only reason Alice ever went to any of his shows or put up with endless nights of practicing, is because she loved him, not the music.
"Listen, I think I just need a good night's sleep & I'll be fine in the morning. I'm only rattled now cuz it just happened, so it's still fresh. I'll finish this tea, watch the rest of Leno & then curl up, I promise." said Alice.
"Well, I'm staying here with you, I don't want you being alone. What if whoever that creep was, followed you home? Over my dead body is anyone going to be getting in THIS house tonight!" Jess proudly exclaimed.
Alice just smiled, set her cup down on the coffee table & reached over to give her friend a long heartfelt hug... inside her heart thinking; 'thanks Jess, I love you too.'

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Ruby & Me...


...& Bear make THREE!

( pardon us while we have the silly giggles )

Quick Question...


What's the best cure for the common cold...


...chicken soup or RETAIL THERAPY?

You decide...

A Conversation...

Ruby: Hi Auntie Jen
Ruby's Auntie Jen: Hi Ruby
Ruby: Uh-kle Elvis?
Auntie Jen: That's your boyfriend!
Ruby: Elvis, Elvis!
Momma: Ruby can you say 'my man'?
Ruby: MY MAN!
Momma: Ruby can you say, competition?
Ruby: 'tons a chicken'
Auntie Jen: Close enough!


HAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAAAAAA


Friday, March 02, 2007

Baby Tom-Tom...

...just left my house for the last time
as he & his parents are headed home to Italy tomorrow.

It was only a temporary position, I knew this...
...but I had hoped it was going to be longer than three weeks.

Sadly, it wasn't.

I guess it's back to the old drawing board as they say.

Please keep us in your prayers,
Ruby's still fighting off a nasty cold,
(complete with fevers & faucet snot)
& I am just feeling the strain
from knowing what it means to be looking
for yet another family to nanny for.

Not impossible by any stretch of the imagination,
but certainly 'work' in & of itself...

Can I just say, out loud...

"I'm tired."



Monday, February 26, 2007

Ahh... Ahh...

...CHOOOOO!

Yep, you guessed it, this house is currently dubbed;

"THE SICK HOUSE"
since both Ruby & Myself are sick,
her more so than me, sadly.

We'll be fine, we're hanging in there & little mister Tom Tom is here today too.
He's a little under the weather himself & is happily sleeping with a full belly,
a clean diaper & Ruby's 'DOG' that he (kidnapped) snuggles with when he's here.

I am doing my best to try to keep them both happy while keeping myself sane.

Right now though, since I have two sleeping cherubs,
I do declare that it's time for one tired
MOMMA
to take a snooze while she can.

*yawn*
G'night for now...

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Saturday, February 24, 2007

When One Door Opens...



...someone apparently smashes a window!

It's true, because one week from tonight,
baby Tom Tom & his parents will be on a plane
headed back to Italy,
back to their home.
They asked me to go with them
& sadly I had to decline.
It's not that I wouldn't love a year in Italy,
on the contrary,
I'd LOVE IT!
However, it's just not the right time to be uprooting Ruby
& going anywhere right now.

Sleeping is a nightmare.
She's not spent
ONE NIGHT IN HER CRIB
since we returned home from NC.

I can't leave her side unless I want to hear her immediately start sputtering;
"I SAD MOMMA! I SAD MOMMA! I SCARED! I SCARED!" etc...
On
&
On
&
On...

It gets to be a bit much.
So sadly, we're back to being jobless in less than a week
&
I'm back to worrying about where our groceries are going to come from.
Ahhhh... the joys of being an independent contract nanny...

NOT!

Just pray, that's all... keep us in your prayers & keep Tom Tom & his parents there too, for a safe uneventful flight back to the land of pasta & sauce...

I will miss them all.
*sigh*


Thursday, February 22, 2007

Bear Kisses...

A Girl & Her Tom-Tom...

...in nearly matching hats.

Mangia!



Monday, February 19, 2007

*Tuesdays With Uncle Steve...

...Betty's Chili!!

Ok, in all fairness this is TECHNICALLY my mother's recipe,
HOWEVER,
I chose a RED pepper instead of a green one
&
crimini mushrooms rather than button mushrooms
&
I used 4-5 cloves of fresh garlic minced!

(Always Italian even when cooking Mexican, baby!)

Ok so here's my mom's recipe before I changed things up:



Ingredients:
Olive oil about 2-3 tablespoons
1 large green pepper chopped
1 large vidalia onion chopped
1 pkg button mushrooms sliced
(I rough chop mine, I like BIG HUNKS of MUSHROOMS!)
1 lg can chopped diced tomatoes
1 lg can red kidney beans
1 lb hamburg
salt & pepper to taste
1 level teaspoon of chili powder

Directions:



Place all chopped veggies in large pot & drizzle olive oil all over till coated. Cook & stir until onions become slightly transparent.


(about 5-7 minutes on med high heat)




Then throw in hamburg & cook until fully frizzled.
(yes, she said frizzled, is that even a word? I'll have to look that one up!)


Once hamburg is cooked, add rest of ingredients,



(chili powder & all) & mix well.


Reduce heat,




& let simmer for 1 hour.

Then shut off heat & let cool a little before serving.
Best served with fresh Italian bread & salad.

Enjoy!

*since it's technically not really 'Tuesday' yet as I'm making the chili a day ahead of schedule,
(it's Monday & Ruby didn't nap & is crying, fun fun fun)
there won't be finished images of the dish until serving it tomorrow night.
For now this will have to do, a day early but trust me, this chili is way better the second day!
More tomorrow... I promise!


Sunday, February 18, 2007

Happy Year Of The Pig!!!


Well, actually as my friend Karen mentioned to me this morning,
apparently it's the year of the GOLDEN PIG!
I don't know much more about it other than
it's something that only happens ever six gazillion years,
but those of you who read gwenblog, I'm sure
will find out more as I'm sure she'll blog about her knowledge of said
GOLDEN FAT PIGGIE!!!


In the meantime... a few pictures for your viewing pleasure.


They're blurry...


Their color is 'off'...


Some are too dark...


Most all OF THEM are of her BRUSHING HER TEETH...
(albeit in a fancy dress I bought while in China)



But each one more beautiful than the next...

...well, at least I think so, not so sure about Bear's thoughts on the matter.

*no Bears were harmed during the making of this post

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Absolutely IN LOVE with...


THIS!

Recently saw a little 'sample' of it in a magazine & gave it a try &
OH
MY
GOD
does this shit ROCK MY WORLD!

Seriously, after using that silly little sample amount of it,
I was HOOKED!

So, today while out grocery shopping, I found a 5.5oz tube of it
& that puppy was MINE!

It's so amazingly fantastic,
it is non greasy,
disappears into my skin in an INSTANT,
& leaves me feeling SOFTER THAN I EVER HAVE, EVER, PERIOD!

It says it 'softens rough dry skin', which is good since my feet are in desperate need of some TLC, ya catch my drift? Tonight I sat here at the computer, catching up on bloglines & soaked my sad, rough, dry, leather feet until I felt like they had officially morphed themselves into RAISINS that California would be envious of.

~GROSS~

What I really need is a pedicure, who knows... maybe in a bit when this friggen ice disappears, I'll venture on over to my nails&co & get myself some happy feet.

Until then, THIS STUFF GETS 10 TOES UP in my book!


Oh yeah, one other thing I absolutely adore & use every day & HAVE used every day since GRADE SCHOOL is THIS STUFF!

Talk about a 'feel clean' sensation.
MY GOD I could NOT live without it!
Plus, who doesn't like actually, literally FEELING the product WORKING?
I love knowing that my face is clean cuz even after I'm done using it, IT'S STILL WORKING & FEELING ALL TINGLIE!
Dig it.

Ok, I'm done raving about two of my fav things, one oldie & one newbie...

...both worth checking out.

What are some of YOUR favorite products that you all just couldn't live without?


Friday, February 16, 2007

My name is Amy...

...& I'm a tea addict.







To check out these & other delicious flavors, visit:

The Republic of Tea

SO GOOD!

Week One...

...nearly done!
It's the first Friday of the first week with baby Tom-Tom
& all's well in my little corner of MA.

He's a very good little boy, loves to eat & poop & sleep.
Ahhhhh babies, gotta luv em.

Ruby's pretty entertained with him as well,
constantly wanting him by her side, shouting proudly;
'Baby Tom-Tom! Baby Tom-Tom!'

It's cute.
It's actually more than cute, it's good for her socially because as she's going to be an only child, it's very important to me that she get as much time with other children as possible & since we don't see her cousin Isabella nearly as much as I'd like, this is a good way for her to learn to properly (& GENTLY) interact with babies!
Also, since two of dearest friends in the world are both having their first babies sometime this March, both boys, it's another good thing that Ruby's learning that all the baby Tom-Tom's of the world have a different cable setup than she does.
Ruby's pretty much got 'basic cable'
&
the boys have the 'holy shit premiere package'

It's a learning process that she's slowly getting... it's good.

=)

Aside from that, not much else to report other than perhaps
alot of thinking about my current personal life, or more to the point, lack thereof...
...& sadly I'm pretty sure I've decided to not sit & pine away any longer for a certain very good friend who you all know I'm in love with.
Unrequited love is not fun, ever.
It's time to move on, even though it's going to be a bit of a challenge.
I just know that sitting & waiting constantly for a 'maybe he might come to his senses' or 'maybe he'll change' or, what's come to be my favorite personal excuse for not moving on,
'he does love me, he just hasn't realized that he's 'in love' with me" etc...

Garbage.

The truth is, yes, I do love him & I never intended for that to happen, it's weird when one crosses a line with a friend & takes it to that next level... it's not the same as meeting someone new, going on a date, feeling that spark & taking things from there.

You mess with a friendship & shit tends to happen, things are weird, never in a bad way but just honestly in a genuine 'weird' way and I really love him so much that I just can't keep worrying about ruining our amazing friendship.
I have a lifetime of memories & moments with him that I cherish & I am going to just be happy with that for now.

Maybe someday things will change, and if I'm still single when they do, all the better.
But I really am not ok with sitting around anymore waiting for that change to happen...

...my life is going on without me and it's time I up &
hauled my fat ass to try & catch up to life as I knew it.

Wish me luck, my ass doesn't do much running these days...


Thursday, February 15, 2007

Because I know you're all just a wee bit curious as to who they are...

  1. A million miles to Mia
  2. Actual Unretouched Photo
  3. cherry blossom baby
  4. Crazy about Emily!
  5. Davis Days
  6. Do They Have Salsa in China?
  7. Fling Poo
  8. Fluffernutter Kid
  9. Hey ho, hey ho, its off to China we go!
  10. Journey to Annalisa
  11. Lookin' for Number Four
  12. The Lost Bostonian
  13. Miya's Memoirs
  14. The Murphy Adoption Adventure
  15. My 2 Miracles
  16. Round is funny
  17. South Meets East
  18. Tate R Bug
  19. Thomas and Emma
  20. To China and Back
  21. True Wife Confessions
  22. twoladybugs
  23. Waiting for Bella
  24. Waiting for Lauren Elizabeth
  25. We're paperwork pregnant... and it's a girl!
  26. Welcome Home Lily
  27. San Diego Siegel's
  28. Thia's World
  29. The Life and Times of Miss Taylor
  30. The Mad Race for Macey
  31. The Recipe Place
  32. our 3 kids
  33. Jazzie and Tahlia
  34. Awaiting Ava
  35. Mission:Absolution
  36. PandCKing's Xanga
  37. Adoption the most wonderful way to build a Family
  38. So, it's come down to this
  39. walternatives
  40. 52 Cupcakes
  41. Life with Dallas
  42. Our Journey to Grace

Don't ask, don't blog...

Some of you may have noticed that I no longer have 'links' to other blogs as before.
Truth is, I follow SO many & do so via 'blog lines' that,
really, there's no reason to have them all listed here.
Those of you who's blogs I read, know I'm frequenting them.
After all, what's a site meter for, right?

I just needed to get back to what this blog was originally about,
the writing.
The documenting, venting, sharing, lamenting & storytelling
that it was truly meant to be.

I love to write, always have... & somewhere along the way this blog started to become less about the writing & more about the links, pictures & books etc...

So here we are, back to the best laid plans ever...

...writing so that someday,
my daughter can go back into the archives of her mother's words
& see one of a kind moments from a period of her life long since gone.

I always sit & wonder what it would be like to have a similar resource at my fingertips...
...only this time, the words being those of my mother.
Words of how her day went, how easy/tough/fun/challenging it was
to raise myself & my brother all those years ago.
A time machine of sorts.

How much did bread cost, gas per gallon?
What was her daily life like?
Was my dad silly with us kids once arriving home from work every day?
What motivated her to put pen to paper...
...what motivated her to not?

I have thought of asking such questions from time to time,
but I'm sure I'm not alone in saying
that my mother is from the 'don't ask don't tell' generation
where much of anything worth hearing was swept under the carpet never to resurface.

I never understood why it is that I am who I am knowing that I came from where I did.

I talk about EVERYTHING, spare NOTHING,
& enjoy talking just for the simple joys of
1. hearing my own voice
&
2. sharing a story for others to enjoy.

I hope that someday, when Ruby is older,
she too will enjoy & keep regularly a journal of sorts;
whether it be in a 'blogger' form or the old fashioned way,
with paper & pen.

Someday when I'm long gone, & all that's left of me are the words & stories I've left behind,
I hope that her children's children can laugh at how crazy their great Nannie was,
and that they feel like they don't need to ask so many questions-
-because the answers, most of them anyways, are theirs for the reading.

Changes, changes, everywhere...

...& not my blog doth' spare.
Yep, it's time... I've been itchin' for quite some time now to simplify the blog,
bring it back to basics without all the business that I've included in the past.

I'm pretty sure, that less is more & I'm liking it.

Anyone? Anyone?
Bueller?

Thoughts?
*honesty is key here people, tell it like it IS!*

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Does My Sweater Count...?

After reading the post of a very good friend of mine
about how she's feeling as though she's not doing the 'red thread' justice in her house lately...
(ie: anniversaries & such, CNY etc...)
it got me to thinking, really, that the only 'red thread' visible in this house these days
is the one currently unraveling from my FAVORITE SWEATER!
Grrrrrr

We celebrate days, but more like every day, just because.
For instance; today is BLACK Wednesday, uh, I mean 'Valentine's Day' right?
At least the calender says it is...
but did I get my daughter a card?
Nope.
My mother did, however...
brought it up complete with stickers all over a very RED envelope & everything.
Did we make a card?
Not yet but the day is still young...
really, what I did was what I do every day-
hug & kiss her a hundred times,
told her I loved her to the moon & back,
and the sun & back,
and the stars & back
& to CHINA & back.
Then we played together.
A perfect morning on all accounts.
Really, in my heart, every day with Ruby is Valentine's day,
not just a day that Hallmark deems worthy.
So today, for us, it's just a SNOW DAY.
And to that I say:
HAPPY SLEDDING EVERYONE!

Tuesday, February 13, 2007