The First Wives Club by Olivia Goldsmith

Author:Olivia Goldsmith [Goldsmith, Olivia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General
ISBN: 9781416562832
Google: 0r3DNmGJjpsC
Amazon: 1416562834
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 1992-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

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Later that evening, Brenda fell into a cane-backed chair in the restaurant at the museum and let out a loud sigh.

Annie, sitting opposite, started to laugh. “Honestly, Brenda. You’ve only walked around for a little over an hour. You’re not that out of shape anymore.”

“It’s not the shape I’m in, it’s the shape my feet are in.” She took off a shoe to massage a foot. “Tony told me about a friend of his that went to France one summer. The kid came back with one of those laser disks he got at the Louvre. It had a picture of every one of the works of art in the museum.

All you had to do is lie on the couch and click a little button on the TV’s remote control to move to the next picture.” Brenda now massaged the other foot. “Those French are sure civilized. Why can’t the Met do that?”

“You’re missing the point, Brenda.”

Before Annie could continue, Brenda raised one hand and said, “Wait, don’t tell me. It’s no pain, no gain.” Right? That’s the point, right? Must have been one of those New England WASPs that coined that one.”

At that moment, the waiter came to the table. “Bring me a pan of hot water and some Epsom salts, and a cup of tea for my friend,” Brenda directed.

“Would that be a large pan of hot water or a small one?” the good-looking young man said, not missing a beat.

Brenda laughed out loud, and so did Annie.

After their tea arrived, Annie leaned forward on her elbows as she spoke to Brenda. “I’m so sorry about Morty backing out of his agreement, Brenda. It’s a rotten thing to do.” She placed her hand gently on Brenda’s “How are you doing?”

“Oh, I’ve been worse. But I’ve been thinking, Annie. You know, life is funny.”

She took a sip of tea and placed the cup gently on its saucer “I never loved Morty, never even thought I loved him. In fact, I never thought it was possible for me to love anyone, anyone else, I mean. I felt love one summer at camp, when I was sixteen.” Brenda paused, not sure if she was going to be more specific, and deciding she had to tell someone something about how she felt.

“Her name was Ivy and she was a counselor. We used to sneak into the craft room after lights-out and cuddle on the floor on a blanket.”

Brenda didn’t look at Annie. “We talked about everything those nights.

During the day we ignored one another, but those nights, snuggling into her in the damp darkness, not able to see her face, I knew something special was happening to me. The night before I left for home, we made love. I should say she made love to me, I just accepted it. The next morning I went home, and I never saw her again.”

Tears glistened in Brenda’s eyes. “Don’t get me wrong, Annie. I wanted to, but she said it would be best not to, to just hang on to what we got, because it might have to last a long time.

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