fable

Chapter 9 - THE PHOTO

Vanessa asked where the photograph came from.

Eleanor told her.

Five years earlier, before the estrangement, Adrian took Eleanor to a lakeside property.

They were laughing.

A waiter took the picture.

Eleanor carried it in her wallet ever since.

Why bring it that night?

She had not planned to show anyone.

The metal cup needed a few personal items to look believable.

That answer disturbed Vanessa more than a deliberate trick.

Because she had laughed at something real.

Then Vanessa asked:

“Why didn’t Adrian introduce us?”

Eleanor looked at her son.

He answered:

“Because I knew you’d both hate each other.”

Vanessa laughed bitterly.

“You decided for us?”

“Yes.”

Eleanor said:

“That was cowardly.”

Adrian nodded.

No argument.

Then Vanessa said quietly:

“I thought she hated me.”

Eleanor asked:

“Why?”

“Because you never came.”

Eleanor paused.

There was hurt beneath arrogance.

May you like

Not excuse.

Context.

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