Tremor by Tonya Plank

Author:Tonya Plank [Plank, Tonya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance
ISBN: 9781942289166
Publisher: Dark Swan Press
Published: 2019-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Arabelle

“What exactly are you afraid of?” Dr. Marsh asked me. After Alessia had paid me for my first week of working with the team, I had a bit more money to go back to my shrink.

“Afraid?” I shook my head. “I’m not afraid of anything.”

“Are you sure about that?” She looked at me straight on, her dark eyes full of seriousness.

“Yes. I’m just really annoyed at him. He has no respect for artistry. He’s a…he’s a charlatan, a trickster. He only wants to wow the audience, without moving them, without bringing any meaning or emotion to the performance.”

“But you told me he thought the lift would be moving because the words were from one lover to the other not to be afraid to trust, to soar.”

“Yes, but … he made that up on the spot just to get me to do it. I swear, I could see his beady little eyes thinking, scheming.” His eyes were anything but beady though. His eyes were deep brown and full of wonder and depth. Eyes you could get lost in. Damn those eyes.

She smiled and pursed her lips.

“What?” I said.

“Are you afraid, Arabelle? I want you to think seriously about that over the next week. Because I think you are. That’s what I’m hearing. I want you to figure out what exactly you’re afraid of.”

“Please. I’ve done that same lift and many far more difficult ones a bazillion times. He thinks it’s such a hard lift; that one’s easy. Please.”

“You’ve done harder ones in prior showcases?”

“Yes, yes, yes. With…” I felt a sting in the back of my eyes.

She nodded, as if acknowledging my pain. But she didn’t look away to give me a little peace like others, like Lucia, might have done. I guess that’s why I was seeing her. She wouldn’t let me off easy. She continued to drill her eyes into mine. “And now you’re doing them with another man. Another partner. Is that what you’re afraid of? Not the lift itself.”

“No. No, no, no. We’re not doing the same ones. Maybe a variation or something similar but not as hard. It’s not the same. It’s totally different. It’s totally…he’s totally different. Nothing is the same. Nothing.” I caught my breath, then inhaled and exhaled deeply a few times.

“Arabelle, I didn’t ask you if this man was the same in any way. I know he’s not. There’s only one Willem. There’s only one of each of us. I just asked if the lifts were the same.”

I took a few more breaths. She wasn’t putting me on the defensive. I was getting way too worked up about a question she didn’t ask. “Yes. I mean no, the lifts are different. Different lifts.”

She nodded, and gave me a slight smile.

“And, are you scared this man might drop you; that you might fall?”

“No, not at all.” I shook my head adamantly.

“Because you trust him not to drop you.”

I let the words sink in, then laughed. Trust Jett? Never. “No way. I trust myself to protect myself from him.

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