XVI
'Come on, what happened to you?' wondered Kate when she saw me.
'Can't you guess? It was your dear friend Erika.'
'Oh, shit, I'm sorry to hear that. But hey, it's not my fault, right?'
She came over to me and hugged me, worried about the poke in the eye.
'I know, but you're part of her friendships.'
'I can see you're taking it out on me.' She folded her arms. 'I'm the only one who has helped you and cares about you.'
'And now what am I going to do, let her hit me every time she sees me?'
'I'll talk to her, but don't blame me if I can't get her to change her mind. She's stubborn as a mule.'
It was a Saturday afternoon and we had
XVII I got off the bus ready for anything. When you have hit rock bottom, get scared to death and lost friends, love and dignity, you no longer look at the world with the same eyes. t's not that you think you have the power to get things right, but that you lose the worry. Except when you feel something like poisonous love, then you are the most fragile and vulnerable person in the world. I crossed the revolving door, close to a woman carrying a very expensive design- er handbag. Out of sheer impatience, I almost bumped into her. The lady crossed the hall and went straight to the check-in counter, where she was attended by a young South American-looking guy. 'Shit, it's no
XVIII 'What did Beth want?' asked Kate. 'Well nothing, she knows we're living together, doesn't she?' She shook her head, avoiding responsibility. 'Yeah, well, I mentioned it to her, but she didn't say anything about you.' 'Well, she told me she was worried about me. She wanted me to meet her and Jack and Radcliffe, her father.' 'And you told her no?' 'I gave her the runaround. It's just that this dinner as if they were my family, I see it as a bit fake.' She got serious. 'I think Beth wants what's best for you.' 'But I just don't get it. After Jack left me for someone else, she wants me to suffer while eating with them? Are
XIX The flashing lights illuminated us and the drummer began to set the rhythm. I couldn't help but order myself a beer, although I always carried the card with the clinic's number on it, just in case. The first song was a Coldplay cover, "Yellow". That made the couples gathered there put their arms around each other's necks and lit lighters to set the beat in the dark. I tuned my voice and sang, oblivious to who was in the audience. Between songs, I could make out Beth, who was signaling me from a chair. Jack and Erika had gone, which relieved me. Every concert, every class, was like Groundhog Day. Stage fright justified by the anxiety of facing the people I wanted to cut out of my life.
XX We stopped three streets away at a very spacious but empty pub. There were no performan- ces, just a mauve light and two couples chatting to the sound of a soulful tune. We hadn't said anything beyond discussing the best way to get to the place with wry grimaces. 'Table for two?' asked a twenty-something waiter with a bow tie and slicked-back hair. I nodded. Harlan looked down. 'Up there, in the background.' We walked, no longer holding each other's arms. 'Something to drink?' 'Half a pint,' I decided, trying to control my urge to drink. 'Another for me.' The waiter bowed and left. 'Why did it take you so long to say it?'
He slid the key into the lock. A two-story house, as spacious as the rest of those in the area. 'Would you like a drink?' he asked. I took his hand. 'What I'm in the mood for is something else.' When he looked at me, I could see the sternness disappear from his face. You could read the desire in his eyes. He was aroused. 'Let's go to my room, it's upstairs.' We climbed the stairs, him with his arm around my waist. Once inside, I stood watching what he was doing. Without even giving me time to react, he brought his lips to mine and placed his hands on the curve of my ass. I unzipped his cardigan and threw it on the floor, while he pulled the straps of my dress until I was in my underwear. As I slipped my hand into his fly, I felt the bulge of his penis. He rubbed my hand over the top of my floral lace panties, until I began to lubricate. When he removed my bra with his mouth, he was already in his underwear
XXII My blushing and my fear that he would consider me a vulgar woman were placated when he sat down next to me on the edge of the bed, already dressed in his pajamas. I was crestfallen, I hadn't even pulled my pants over my panties. 'What's the matter, didn't you like it?' 'Of course I did. It's not that, it's...' He slipped an arm around me and put his head on my shoulder. 'So, do you regret already?' 'I'm not looking for just a one-night stand, Harlan. You'll think I'm sleeping around because I did it with you so fast.' 'That's nonsense. I'd love for us to keep seeing each other.' 'Well then, you need to talk to that girlfr
XXIII I woke up, still cradled in Harlan's arms. I didn't know what time it was, but I didn't care either, as a pleasurable tingling went up from my back to my neck. "Baby," I whispered. I was still sleeping. I continued to lie on my side, relaxed by the sound of crickets chirping behind the window. So quiet I was that I didn't hear the sound of the key turning. Only the knob made me alert. I wanted to get up, but my body froze. There he stood, long as a day without bread, Harlan's father. I could barely see him, standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed. My eyes had clouded over. 'Will you explain to me what this is?' My lips
XXIV It was two o'clock on Sunday afternoon when I got home. Kate greeted me with cuddles and a mischievous smile. 'What? The little dog was a wolf?' 'I'm not in the mood right now, Kate,' I said turning away from her. 'Come on, mate, have you two had a row? I didn't know it was so short-lived between you two.' 'Stop it, will you?' Her countenance changed when she saw me serious. 'We've been caught by his father.' 'Well, you're all grown up now, aren't you?' 'You don't understand. He doesn't approve of us being together.' 'Is he still going on about how he wants a rich girl for his son?' 'I don't know. We