Re: The Robe
Bill filled two mugs while Bernice moved one of his high stools to the counter. She sat, said, "nasty scratches here, not from the brick, surely" ? Bill nodded, "you were here" ? Bernice ignored the question and said, "you hurt Marg, badly, your lucky not to be in the hospital, it's maybe where you should be but Marg told us to butt out
....any idea why you did what you did or is ripping the heart out of someone a habit with you (?)....your rep says your a Mr. Nice Guy, but not so, issit" ?
Bill was angry, seething inside, ready to lash out but chose sarcasm, "Mr. Nice, issit, no, not really, hardly Mr. Nice with a failed marriage on my side of the ledger, or is that news to you". But Bernice was aware of that, a sneer on her face and said, "give me a break, most people who know you are aware of your "failure"(?), not sure about that but you have received more than your share of condolences" and she knew she had wounded him.
More softly she said, "I do know about failed marriages, about the "did I do enough" and so does my sister; she beat herself unmercifully over that damned fruit, and yes I know that "fruit" is no longer acceptable but I hated that bastard from day one. And for the first time in days, Bill saw a glimmer of hope.
He said, "where is Marg now" ? and Bernice stared at him before replying, "what business would that be of yours, your done, it is over, unless you are going to offer an apology". Bill answered, "yes I am, get down on my knees, beg, whatever it takes....you are not here to throw garbage my way, your first thoughts would have been about removing my balls with a rusty knife, now, please tell me where Marg is".....and she said, "Ottawa, might be back on Thursday but don't you hold your breath for a make-up"....and Bill said, "perhaps not but it sure as hell deserves a shot"
Bill filled two mugs while Bernice moved one of his high stools to the counter. She sat, said, "nasty scratches here, not from the brick, surely" ? Bill nodded, "you were here" ? Bernice ignored the question and said, "you hurt Marg, badly, your lucky not to be in the hospital, it's maybe where you should be but Marg told us to butt out
....any idea why you did what you did or is ripping the heart out of someone a habit with you (?)....your rep says your a Mr. Nice Guy, but not so, issit" ?
Bill was angry, seething inside, ready to lash out but chose sarcasm, "Mr. Nice, issit, no, not really, hardly Mr. Nice with a failed marriage on my side of the ledger, or is that news to you". But Bernice was aware of that, a sneer on her face and said, "give me a break, most people who know you are aware of your "failure"(?), not sure about that but you have received more than your share of condolences" and she knew she had wounded him.
More softly she said, "I do know about failed marriages, about the "did I do enough" and so does my sister; she beat herself unmercifully over that damned fruit, and yes I know that "fruit" is no longer acceptable but I hated that bastard from day one. And for the first time in days, Bill saw a glimmer of hope.
He said, "where is Marg now" ? and Bernice stared at him before replying, "what business would that be of yours, your done, it is over, unless you are going to offer an apology". Bill answered, "yes I am, get down on my knees, beg, whatever it takes....you are not here to throw garbage my way, your first thoughts would have been about removing my balls with a rusty knife, now, please tell me where Marg is".....and she said, "Ottawa, might be back on Thursday but don't you hold your breath for a make-up"....and Bill said, "perhaps not but it sure as hell deserves a shot"
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