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InsaneJournal for Ellen Fanshaw.
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| Wednesday, September 2nd, 2009 |
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Geoffrey is lifting a baby girl, with Ellen's hair and eyes, up over his head, then down again so he can blow against her stomach to make her giggle. Up, then down. Up, then down. Peals of infant laughter rising and falling. "Geoffrey!" she says, unable to scold him too much, despite her exasperation. She doesn't want to be a nagging wife. She wants to see him smiling. "It's almost her bedtime. You're getting her all excited and she'll be impossible--" "Impossible?" Another raspberry against that soft baby tummy. Another round of shrieking giggles. "No, no, no, she's not impossible, are you? Hmm? Are you impossible? Noooo." But despite his teasing, he cradles their daughter in his arms. "Come, rosebud. Let us calm your humours. That's my girl." He tickles her under that dimpled chin, then he begins to sing in his sweet tenor: ( Read more... ) Ellen bolts upright, her heart pounding in her chest. There's a rising in her gorge that will not be denied, and before she can form words to frame the thought, her feet have hit the floor, skimming over carpet before reaching those polished tiles. Thump go her knees as she falls, clutching the ultra-sleek, ultra-modern, ultra-expensive porcelain, emptying herself over and over again until there is nothing left but air, bitter with bile, the tang of acid burning her tongue, and there's nothing left, there's nothing left, but she can't stop.... |
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| Monday, August 17th, 2009 |
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For those who want to follow along! Or just so we can keep track of where we've been. Enter one Geoffrey Tennant, who is somewhat worse for wear, and doesn't know where he is. He seems to have gained an at least temporary minder, in the form of former RCMP Inspector Meg Thatcher. Not that he wants one, especially since she persists in checking up on him. Ellen arrives ... at the Canadian Consulate in Chicago, where she meets a Mountie who is not, despite his appearance, Geoffrey Tennant. Still somewhat confused, she is taken to Luton, England (of all places!) where she is reunited with Geoffrey Tennant, who seems to have become either a different kind of crazy, or possibly even sane again since his arrival. The next day, Ellen decides that she needs a wardrobe upgrade, because she currently has one outfit to her name, and after some persuasion Geoffrey agrees to take her shopping, because greater love hath no man than this. A day or so after that, Geoffrey and Ellen go down to the pub for drinking, thinking, and of course swearing. And demonstrating that once again they are highly skilled when it comes to hurting one another. After the pub, Geoffrey takes Ellen home. Or at least back to the house they're living in right now. Which has a luxurious bathtub. And a dresser full of clothes Geoffrey refuses to wear. Meg Thatcher comes calling, and ends up having a greater effect than she expected, as Geofrey and Ellen make an important decision. Apparently Geoffrey doesn't mind some kinds of shopping, with the right incentive. Weddings are contagious. If music be the food of love, play on. And on, and on, and on, and on. What dreams may come to Ellen, in this new world? Playing house is fun, until you get a visit from the agent of the house's original owner. Ellen calls it a firetrap and urban wildlife preserve; Geoffrey calls it the new Théâtre sans Argent |
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InsaneJournal for Ellen Fanshaw.
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