The Bootlegger's Wife: A Love Story by Terri Lee

Author:Terri Lee [Lee, Terri]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Capricorn Publishing House
Published: 2014-10-17T22:00:00+00:00

TWENTY ONE

Frances was exhausted. Not so much from the physical act of packing, but in trying to do so while being unable to think clearly. She was in a fog and had been so for the last several days. Since the battle at the breakfast table. Now in the midst of her confusion, the simple task of folding sweaters and dresses seemed insurmountable when every item she picked up was full of memories that sent her careening back over the days and months and years.

She and Frankie had talked and talked until there were no words left. They’d made their plans, and now the rest was up to her family. Her stomach was in knots, as she thought about what lie ahead for this evening. But first she had to finish packing.

In every corner of her room was some treasure, some memento. How in the world was she to decide what she would take and what she could leave behind? Could she really walk away? Would it be necessary? She looked around her room, which told the story of her life, and knew that she had to get into the proper frame of mind. She would have to be ruthless in her decisions about what she absolutely had to have and those things she could live without.

With each item placed back upon the shelf, she tried to tell herself that even the worse-case scenario would only be temporary. She would return to retrieve her belongings. On the other hand, she had to face the fact that this might be a very long exile. With that thought in mind, there were several treasured items and family photos tucked between the folds of cashmere for safe-keeping.

She sat on the end of her bed with a silk blouse in her hands and surveyed her surroundings. Even if everything went smoothly tonight, she would still be leaving this room soon enough. The Durant’s were finally about to move into the newly renovated apartment at the Dakota. Lena had had so many changes to the original plans that construction had dragged on twice as long as originally planned. Apparently, the end was now in sight. The movers were scheduled for next week.

Frances was not looking forward to the new place with its cold marble and walls of mirrors and glass. It was emotionless and impersonal and if ever a home represented its owner, that one surely did. Frances didn’t know how her father would ever be comfortable in such a place. But his only job was to keep his wife happy, along with supplying her with endless amounts of money, which kept her very happy.

Frances’s room in the new apartment was a sterile box. Thank God she would always have her room at Greenfield. Vermont would always be her true home. As she thought about the new apartment, she caught herself wondering what her grandmother would have to say about the house of mirrors in the sky. She laughed to herself, knowing exactly what she would have to say.

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