Filed To Story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
He didn’t know how it was going to work, how to explain what he’d done and who she really was. People were going to judge not only him and his crazy behaviour once more, something they’d finally let go of. But also her if she accepted him after all he’d done. Even more so if they understood she was actually Marrin. He scrubbed a hand over his face and sighed; difficult it could be.
But he could ask her. There was no harm in that, then he realised that would leave the twins alone. “I can’t, we have the twins to think about.”
“I’ll take the twins for the night if you can get her to say yes. If she does, buy the girl a beautiful dress and do not step away from her to talk business with anyone.” She pointed right at him. “I mean that, she’s my daughter-in-law, and you’re not going to screw it up a second time around. Do you understand me? On your arm, means all night long.” it up and deal with him right in the
“Yes mother,” he stated, though there was a lazy smile on his face now, “you might want to help me with her.” “Oh no, that is not going to happen. I just want her to be happy. So, you, Calvin, will the consequences, politely so, mind you. Be the gentleman I know is in there,” she po chest, “beneath the cranky demeanour you’ve had the past eight years. And I mean at all times around that girl,” she stated, “Now I’m going to round everyone up, and we’re going to leave. Because I think she needs a little time on her own.”
He saw them all off an hour later and watched as the twins waved and yelled goodbye. Marilyn was already at the guesthouse. She’d said goodbye to his mother and father, sisters before heading off herself. “Is your mother alright?” he asked the boys.
“Got a headache.” Vincent told him, “She gets them all the time, some are bad.”
That made him frown. He’d seen the list of the side effects that she’d had, and headaches were on the list. She might not get dizzy anymore, but still had headaches. Maybe her quiet demeanour was as simple as she was trying not to show she was in pain. He sighed to himself. If she’d said something earlier, he could have escorted her to her room and made sure she had something for the pain.
“Come on let’s go and check on your mum.” He murmured, as his parent’s car left the estate. The boys were gone, off running down the path to the back of the house. He trailed them in a much calmer manner, and found her walking barefooted out on the grassed area just beyond the gardens, talking on her phone.
She looked at him and then the boys running towards her, and she smiled at her boys and told them it was Aunty Lisa, calling to wish them a happy Christmas. He stopped walking as she handed the phone to them, and she looked at him. “It won’t take long.” She stated simply. “Then they are yours for the afternoon, I’ll take a walk and get some fresh air.”
“Vincent stated you have a headache?” he questioned, though he didn’t need her to give him time with the boys alone, but left that alone. She was still trying to be good to her word and his mother thought she might need to be alone; it was what she was used to.
“Mm, a minor one,” she nodded “It’ll pass on its own, or I’ll take something for it, if it doesn’t. Don’t concern yourself with it. Headaches are just part of my everyday life now. I’m kind of used to them.” She told him and turned to look at the boys, trying to hand the phone back to her. “Go and hang out with your father for the afternoon.” She told them and waved them over to him.
He sighed as she walked away from him, off up towards the cliff, just strolled casually along the stepping stone pathway. He looked to the boys. “What would you like to do?” he asked. “Play with your new toys or watch a movie?”
“Grandma said she left brownies in the fridge,” Callum stated, “Can we eat them and watch a movie?”
“You may.” He nodded and turned to go inside. “Your grandma also plated up leftovers from lunch, for dinner. So, when it’s time to eat, we don’t have to cook anything.”
“Cool, were there any baked potatoes left?” Vincent asked him.
“Mm, there were. Your mum made a lot of extras,” he stated, and she had peeled and cut up a lot of them. There was a massive amount left over.
“She likes to eat them cold with salt.” Vincent shook his head. “She’s weird sometimes.” his head, but it was nice Calvin smiled at his boys as they walked inside. “That was something she always did, even back when she was Marrin. I never understood it, and she never really explained it to me.” He st to know that, even as Marilyn, some of the things that she did without knowing it, were things she’d done before her amnesia had come about, a little bit of Marrin was still in there somewhere.
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Marilyn
A few days passed and Calvin had barely left the estate. Wil and Anabell had visited the day after Boxing Day, sonagram and smiled at it. They’d sat on the clifftop bench seat and chatted where no one could hear them. The boys were all down in the house. and she’d walked and talked with Anabell, gotten to see the
Anabell had told her that she and Wil were having a New Year’s Eve party at their apartment, and invited her to come along. She thought about it. She’d not really done anything for New Year’s since having the twins. They were already asleep when the clock struck midnight. She generally just sat at home and had a glass of wine if she watched the fireworks on the TV, or she worked through it, or slept through it.
It wasn’t like she lived in a big city and there was a lot going on for it. She would either take the boys into Roanoke for the 9pm fireworks display for the kids to see before falling asleep or just let them watch it on the
TV.
She’d thought about it for a long time and then asked the question of, “Will Calvin be there?”
“He got an invitation, but Wil stated he’s got some big New Year’s party to attend with the Mayor and some Senators.” She rolled her eyes. “Hob knobbing with the big wigs.”
“Alright.” She’d nodded. “Kay did say she’d watch the boys, would even come here to do it. I can call her and ask her if she’s still okay with that.”
She’d steadfastly refused to have much interaction with Calvin over the past few days, had told him at one ned on that tree. point, “Just pretend I’m not here. That it’s just you and the twins.” And then she’d gone off and sat to write in her favourite place, under that big oak tree. She had smiled to herself out there, and Having looked north and south and recalled the view, she could see the boys riding their new scooters on the driveway from there, and all the way up to the cliff. She was just wearing jeans and a tee-shirt with a lightweight sweater on. The day was nice a little warmer than yesterday at 19 degrees, a hot day for winter, though it was predicted to rain in the afternoon, and it had rained yesterday as well.
Not that that bothered her, she’d simply sent the boys to the main house, and she’d spend the day working. Her attention was drawn by Calvin walking this way, across the lawn from the driveway, and she saw it; a memory flashed into her mind, him and Wil walking towards her, and she recalled this was the very place she’d been handed divorce papers. She even recalled Calvin being so very dismissive about it, taking a phone call and stating sign that and then just walking away uncaring.
He’d left her standing there with Wil, and she’d refused to sign it. Although she had seen Calvin’s signature on it,she had walked off without signing them, and had harsh words with Wil about it even before walking away.
She rubbed her temples as that memory brought with it a headache, like they always did as her two lives clashed with each other.
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