little more perkiness.
“Of course. You want it, go get it, honey.”
“Wow.” Silence. “Thanks, Piper.” More silence again then, “I’ll let you go since you’re
kind of on vacation. If I get anything else, I’ll call, okay?”
“That’d be great, Fin. Thanks again.”
We hang up and I stare at the wall for what seems like forever, still chewing on my
thumbnail while I go over what she told me. Brody’s akin to Serenity Point’s favorite
son so of course people are going to find a way to get him off the hook. And I proved
that what she told me was really nothing. Yeah, he might’ve gotten set up but he still
did the deed. Before my mind can go there yet again and images of Brody having sex
with someone else start infiltrating my mind, I jump up and run out of my room and
down to the small theater that’s next to the gift shop. There’s an all-night gig of
movies being shown tonight which I’d contemplated stopping in to watch a few but decided
on just going to my room. I saw that several of my favorites were showing, so now
I’m hoping to go in and get lost in whatever’s playing right now to keep my mind occupied.
At the door I buy a diet soda and take the complimentary popcorn the kid at the door
is handing out then go inside. There’s a pair of couples watching and that’s it, which
is good because I don’t want to be in a crowd right now. I find a seat seeing that
I’ve only missed the first couple minutes or so of the movie that’s now playing. I
don’t know what it is, but it’s older and has Harrison Ford as the husband and Michelle
Pfeiffer as the wife and it’s cute at the beginning until it starts getting scary.
All kinds of weird things start happening to the wife in her gorgeous home, like a
picture keeps falling, doors open just as she reaches for the knob, the bathtub is
suddenly full and she sees the reflection of a girl in it then the ghost girl writes
a message on the mirror. I’m really getting into it, having pulled my legs up off
the floor long ago when it’s revealed that the husband had an affair and the ghost
is the girl he had it with and that’s it for me. I mean, I stay and finish the movie
because I want to know what happens, but I’m pissed figuring I’ve got the reality
of cheating in my life, enough so that I don’t really want to watch it on the big
screen. Jeez.
But what do you know? Watching the movie almost works at making me forget about Brody’s
infidelity because when I get to my room, I’m totally creeped out. I hate to admit
it, but I leave several lights on and it’s not until the wee hours of the morning
that I actually fall asleep.
~~~
The next Friday it snows. A lot. I check the forecast to see it’s just a winter storm,
but tons of people check out of the lodge anyway. The snow continues through the night
and the next day and although I’m a little concerned, the staff has assured me that
the lodge has plenty of generators if the electricity fails. Actually, I’m not all
that worried about getting home and back to the shit storm that’s become my life.
I have another week to stay, so it’s not a problem if I have nothing better to do
but sit in the dark and watch it snow. Now, not getting a hot shower is another thing
altogether but whatever.
Saturday night I have a late dinner and afterward decide to sit in the small bar and
have a few drinks. It’s an awesome room, very relaxing and cozy, very ski resort bar’ish,
I guess. There are maybe twenty people here and the bar makes me think about Jen’s
with the live band playing which makes me a bit nostalgic for home. I miss Serenity
Point. I miss my family. I miss my friends. But being away has actually done me some
good because I’ve learned to compartmentalize my thoughts, only giving myself the
first twenty minutes of the day to think about things then I let them go. If during
the day I find
“Of course. You want it, go get it, honey.”
“Wow.” Silence. “Thanks, Piper.” More silence again then, “I’ll let you go since you’re
kind of on vacation. If I get anything else, I’ll call, okay?”
“That’d be great, Fin. Thanks again.”
We hang up and I stare at the wall for what seems like forever, still chewing on my
thumbnail while I go over what she told me. Brody’s akin to Serenity Point’s favorite
son so of course people are going to find a way to get him off the hook. And I proved
that what she told me was really nothing. Yeah, he might’ve gotten set up but he still
did the deed. Before my mind can go there yet again and images of Brody having sex
with someone else start infiltrating my mind, I jump up and run out of my room and
down to the small theater that’s next to the gift shop. There’s an all-night gig of
movies being shown tonight which I’d contemplated stopping in to watch a few but decided
on just going to my room. I saw that several of my favorites were showing, so now
I’m hoping to go in and get lost in whatever’s playing right now to keep my mind occupied.
At the door I buy a diet soda and take the complimentary popcorn the kid at the door
is handing out then go inside. There’s a pair of couples watching and that’s it, which
is good because I don’t want to be in a crowd right now. I find a seat seeing that
I’ve only missed the first couple minutes or so of the movie that’s now playing. I
don’t know what it is, but it’s older and has Harrison Ford as the husband and Michelle
Pfeiffer as the wife and it’s cute at the beginning until it starts getting scary.
All kinds of weird things start happening to the wife in her gorgeous home, like a
picture keeps falling, doors open just as she reaches for the knob, the bathtub is
suddenly full and she sees the reflection of a girl in it then the ghost girl writes
a message on the mirror. I’m really getting into it, having pulled my legs up off
the floor long ago when it’s revealed that the husband had an affair and the ghost
is the girl he had it with and that’s it for me. I mean, I stay and finish the movie
because I want to know what happens, but I’m pissed figuring I’ve got the reality
of cheating in my life, enough so that I don’t really want to watch it on the big
screen. Jeez.
But what do you know? Watching the movie almost works at making me forget about Brody’s
infidelity because when I get to my room, I’m totally creeped out. I hate to admit
it, but I leave several lights on and it’s not until the wee hours of the morning
that I actually fall asleep.
~~~
The next Friday it snows. A lot. I check the forecast to see it’s just a winter storm,
but tons of people check out of the lodge anyway. The snow continues through the night
and the next day and although I’m a little concerned, the staff has assured me that
the lodge has plenty of generators if the electricity fails. Actually, I’m not all
that worried about getting home and back to the shit storm that’s become my life.
I have another week to stay, so it’s not a problem if I have nothing better to do
but sit in the dark and watch it snow. Now, not getting a hot shower is another thing
altogether but whatever.
Saturday night I have a late dinner and afterward decide to sit in the small bar and
have a few drinks. It’s an awesome room, very relaxing and cozy, very ski resort bar’ish,
I guess. There are maybe twenty people here and the bar makes me think about Jen’s
with the live band playing which makes me a bit nostalgic for home. I miss Serenity
Point. I miss my family. I miss my friends. But being away has actually done me some
good because I’ve learned to compartmentalize my thoughts, only giving myself the
first twenty minutes of the day to think about things then I let them go. If during
the day I find
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