Alright all- here is another installment! Enjoy!!
was nothing that made Nadia Smith’s funeral much different than any other
funeral. There were plenty of tears, robes of black and plenty of flowers.
Alexandra sat in the back, separated from everyone, including Nicholas. It was
the first time in their relationship where there was distance. She wouldn’t
have had it any other way.
us all take a moment of silence, to remember the life and spirit that was Nadia
Smith.” The priest said. Everyone in the gathering closed their eyes and
clasped hands. Alexandra turned around, her back to the gathering and began to
walk under the sky. She had to leave for just a moment. But the moment would
really do nothing to ease the pain that she was feeling. And so she continued
gazed over to where Alexandra had been standing and saw that she was not there.
This startled him and he looked down the lawn and spotted her. He began to walk
in an attempt to catch up to her but she could feel him after her and she
turned around. Her stare bore into his and she gently shook her head and kept
He returned to
where he was seated and the funeral went on without her.
The wedding was
held in Las Vegas, Nevada as Nicholas had wanted. After the death of her
mother, Alexandra did not want to be near the shore where she held so many
memories of her family, her mother in particular. Because of this, she agreed
to hold the wedding in Las Vegas and it was a rather elaborate affair.
finally able to enjoy a piece of her life for the first time since her mother’s
passing. The two of them had booked a room at the Palms for three days and they
were ready for a grand time.
The door swung
open and he picked her up in his arms and carried her through the threshold.
The room was on the seventeenth floor, with intense views of the entire city.
The lights went on for miles and miles and the architecture was impressive.
Everything about the room itself was gorgeous.
The sheets were
red velvet with throw pillows the size of Texas, or so he thought. It had its
own kitchen with full scale appliances, perfect for making homemade meals, not
that the two of them would be using it. There was no carpet, just a rustic gold
porcelain tile that covered the floor of the entire room. A casual breakfast
table sat in the corner of the room, next to the sitting area. The room was
take this and start new beginnings. We can start fresh right here.” Nicholas
said. He touched her face, the same way that he always did.
“Oh Nicholas, I
want to so badly. I really do.” She spoke with an honest sincerity. “Let’s
start fresh please; I am so tired of being tired.” Nicholas knew that this was
his chance to make things up to her. Yes, her mother had passed and that was an
enormous blow, but they had an entire life to live. There were so many
possibilities of pleasure and bliss and she had mourned long enough. She was
ready to start her life again.
“Are you ready?”
he asked. He hoped with all of his might that she was, as he rubbed her cheek.
“I have never
been more ready in my life. Please, let’s go back to the way things were. Let’s
start it all again.” She said with a desperate urgency.
He took her hand
and they locked fingers as they walked to the bed. He turned to face her again.
“Are you ready
“I’m so ready.”
They slipped slowly and gently into bed. Nicholas was nervous but knew that it
was time to start something new and move on from the troubles that had plagued
Alexandra. He was ready.
sitting at his desk writing. The sky was dark, but as he sat at his desk, he
could still see the ocean as it became a turbulent sea. The outlining was
finished and he had moved on. He had to come up with something great, something
memorable to follow up The Unkept
Heart which was the follow up to his first novel, So, This Is Love. Alexandra walked in.
“I was thinking
about making some chowder, would you care for any?”
“Are you sure
that’s a good idea sweetie. You were complaining of not feeling that well this
morning. Is the morning sickness gone?” Nicholas was concerned. He wanted this
pregnancy, their first pregnancy, to be the smoothest in history.
“Well silly, if
you would get your nose out of your work, you would see that it’s almost one
O’clock. I am feeling really well now.” She laughed in his direction.
“Well in that
case, I would love a bowl of chowder. Are you going to be eating for two?”
you’ve heard the studies. Even though I’m pregnant, that does not give me the
right to eat twice as much. It would be terribly unhealthy for me. Don’t you
He looked up at her and winked. “I’m glad you’re feeling better.”
She turned and
walked away. Alexandra had gotten pregnant shortly after the two of them were
wed, in March of 1992, and pregnant life suited her just fine. There was some
sort of mystique in carrying a child and it brought about the best of her soon
to be maternal instincts. She probably wasn’t farther than two months along,
but the planning was already in full swing. The thought of having a baby in the
winter, around late January excited her. No
better way to start off a new year than with a new baby.
The prospect of
having a baby excited Nicholas too. They were young and completely in love. What better time to start a family?
Plus, the prospect of fatherhood served as wonderful inspiration. That, with
the incredible new house the two of them shared right on the water, he knew
that the book he was working on would be a bigger hit than either of his
previous two. His most recent, The
Unkept Heart spent several weeks in the top ten on the New York Times
Bestseller list. It made him plenty of money, and the tour was great.
absolutely adored touring. No, book touring was not nearly as glamorous as rock
start touring, but the thought of moving from city to city across the county,
in various venues was very appealing to him. Touring also gave him the
opportunity to meet his fans, the people that made it possible for him to do
was he does for a living. Meeting fans had always been important to Nicholas.
It’s how he met Alexandra.
The phone that
sat on his desk rang twice. He decided that it could be important, and answered
it. The voice on the line was a very familiar one, and he could only imagine
what the voice had to say.
is Thomas, how are you?” Thomas Dearborn had been a very good friend of
Nicholas. He was left behind when Nicholas and Alexandra decided to move to
Chatham, Massachusetts. He had not heard from him in months.
“Thomas, it is
such a pleasure. What are you up to?”
“Well, I’m going
to be up there with you in a couple of weeks. I’m moving up to Chatham next
month. Crazy, huh?”
“Maybe just a
little. This is so great to hear. Have you bought a house yet?” the excitement
was obvious in his voice.
“Not yet of
course.” He laughed. “Do you have any suggestions?”
not going to believe this, but both of the houses next to us are for sale. I
think you should give them both a nice look once you get up here. How are
things with you and Victoria?”
was a joke. Or maybe I was the joke, I don’t know, but we’re divorced. I kind
of knew it was coming. I just can’t
be tied down with one woman. It doesn’t work for me, not matter how hard I try
and what’s sad is that it will probably always be that way.”
sorry to hear that but I think it’s great that you’re going to be coming up
here. Was it a business move or a personal move?”
“A little bit of
both. Since you went off and got married and left me, I’ve been a little
lonely. Plus I’ve heard Cape Cod is beautiful, so I thought I’d give it a try.
I talked to a company up there and they were willing to hire me, so it’s all
good.” Thomas always carried a friendly sarcasm with most of his conversation,
but it is what kept things interesting with him and Nicholas.
“So I guess you
won’t be moving a lady friend in with you, will you?”
“Oh you didn’t
get the memo? Since I left Vicky, I’ve decided to go gay.”
“Way!” there was
an awkward silence that lasted about ten seconds.
“Thomas… You are joking, are you not?” Thomas decided
to create another awkward silence that seemed to drag on for days.
Oh of course I’m kidding Nicholas. I
couldn’t be gay if you paid me a million dollars. Hell no, I’m not gay.
“Good to know
Thomas, good to know.” This reminded him of old times, growing up and going to
school together. Thomas was two years older than Nicholas and had already had
two failed marriages but when they were growing up, Thomas was a good role
model, surprisingly. “Maybe we can hook you up with a nice Cape Cod girl when
you get up here. How does that sound?”
“The women up
there don’t shave do they?”
“No they do not
Thomas. That sounds good doesn’t it?” Nicholas was laughing uncontrollably.
Talking to Thomas always brought out his inner teenager again.
sounds good to me. Thank for helping me out man.”
“Glad I could
help you out. Just call me before you get here and we’ll throw a party for
“I’ll let you
know. Talk to you later.”
Thomas.” They hung up. Nicholas sat up and turned his head to the water. God, Thomas is odd. Gotta love him though.
He couldn’t believe that he was actually moving up to Cape Cod. They’d be able
to rekindle old friendships, relive the glory days. He couldn’t wait.
chowder is ready.”
“I’ll be right
He left his