AN: Sorry for the late update, the past month has been so busy with work, travel, birthdays, showers, graduations — okay, enough excuses. I appreciate those who nudged me for an update. Sweet160717, write as many reviews as you like, I enjoy your enthusiasm. That was a low blow when Fitz mentioned Olivia parents abandoning her as a child to help other people. But, couples sometimes say hurtful things, especially when they are hurting. That was an important moment. Don't forget it. Olivia will not be leaving that house with two children and pregnant, not this time. Yes, Fitz can be a nerve-wrecker when he is in one of his moods. He probably needs some loving, but he won't be getting any until he resolves what's going on with him. Hold tight. Monica, Fitz' anger escalated with each interaction, starting with Darius, Big Gerry, Calvin, then poor Rufus and the neighbor. The man is definitely on the edge. Interesting you side with Calvin about the school matter. Fitz better go to therapy or take his bags to the lake house, Olivia won't have it any other way. Dendardendan, keen assessments. Let's see how things play out. Emma, you're right, it is difficult for Olivia to see her husband descend into this person she does not recognize. That man is not her Fitz. We'll see how she tries to help him return to the man she loves. noro, the Grants are having challenges right now, but it's necessary so they can finally put the past behind them. kelleekellkell, glad you're still enjoying the story. You're right, Olivia is fighting for her family and marriage. She is willing to send Fitz packing to save the family unit. CeresHelena, Dr. Brennan can help with your stress. Haha. Guest 1, there is more to Fitz' anger than Liv telling Bennie and Marion about his opioid usage. We'll find out in the next chapter what is really going on with him. Good point, Liv has put up with a lot of the Grants' craziness, but Calvin disrespected the man in his own house. Fitz didn't think to tell the Popes about the moratorium because he is dealing with a lot. Guest 2, compelling? Thanks. Glad you're still enjoying the story. Dr. Brennan is definitely going to get to the bottom of what's going on with Fitz. Guest 3, the story isn't going in circles. You have to read closely, but I understand this story no longer serves your needs. Guest 4, yes, Fitz is in an emotional free fall. Liv didn't call Dr. Brennan initially because she wasn't thinking clearly. She was shocked to discover that her husband was having panic attacks and using opioids. Secondly, she, like all the other Grants, go straight to Bennie with all medical issues. Remember, long ago when Fitz was in the hospital, Bennie complained to Marion about the family thinking he can answer all their medical questions. Oftentimes, there is one person in a family who everyone relies on because they have special skills/knowledge. Olivia always defends her husband, even when her father is the offender. Guest 5, Gerry is tactless. But remember, if Fitz becomes mayor, Gerry and his cronies will never get to privatize the police department. Fitz is confusing the children because he is no longer the playful, loving father. Interesting, the man who puts family above all cannot see he is harming his family, especially his Princess.
Here we go!
Chapter 53. I'm on Your Side
Tuesday Afternoon
For the past week-and-a-half, Fitz has been leaving City Hall and making his way through the late afternoon traffic for his sessions with Dr. Brennan. The appointments are not on his official schedule, and he is sure Mrs. Handley wonders where he goes every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon. He appreciates she has not asked because he is not interested in telling his assistant that he has been coerced into seek counseling.
Fitz is always punctual for his sessions, a habit drilled into his head as a kid by his father and reinforced by the Navy. He arrives five to ten minutes before his scheduled appointment, and the routine is always the same. He and Dr. Brennan exchange greetings, where Dr. Brennan asks him how he is doing, and Fitz responds with the perfunctory fine. Then, silence befalls the room for the next 50 minutes, allowing Fitz to lose himself in his thoughts and Dr. Brennan to doodle on the yellow legal pad that teeters precariously on his knee. Little to no counseling occurs, and today is no different.
With legs crossed and chin resting on his fist, Fitz sits on the comfortable sofa, staring out the window across the room. A steady stream of thoughts flow through his mind, and he silently sighs when he thinks about all the things he should be doing at the office instead of sitting on a shrink's sofa. His first budget hearing as president of city council is next month and he is none-too excited. Over the years, he has seen the news reports of council budget hearings; they can get quite rowdy.
He sighs again as he thinks about council going on summer hiatus after the hearings have ended. The three-month break will give him and Olivia time to settle into their new home and find a school for Cena. Although he has been researching the selective private schools in the city that have a diverse student body, faculty, and administrators, his mouth twitch when he thinks about transferring Cena from Church Falls Elementary School. He attended the Church Falls schools and he wanted his children to have a similar experience. He shakes the unpleasant thoughts from his mind and replaces them with something more appealing, like spending time up at the lake house for a few weeks with Olivia and the girls before council and school resume in September.
Dr. Brennan glances down at his watch then looks over at a pensive Fitzgerald Grant. The ppursed lips and rigid body indicate he is suppressing anger. He has seen the angry and disinterested expression many times on the faces of people who have sat on that sofa. These people were usually mandated to attend therapy, either by court order, by order of their employers, or by order of a family member. Clients who enter therapy voluntarily are motivated and ready to change - they do not look like the man sitting across from him.
"Why are you here, Fitz?"
Interrupted from his thoughts, Fitz looks up with knitted brow, he is not quite sure if he heard the question.
"Excuse me?"
"Why are you here? This is your third session and you've not said more than hello since you've started coming here. It's obvious this is the last place you want to be. So again - why are you here?"
Fitz stares at Dr. Brennan for a long while before responding in a flat and unemotional tone.
"Olivia insisted."
"I see. Do you do everything Olivia insist you do?" Fitz glares at the man stone-faced.
"I'm not a child", he says in pouty tone.
"I didn't ask if you were a child. I asked if — "
"I know what you asked."
Unperturbed by the harsh response, Dr. Brennan continues to stare at Fitz, waiting for an answer to his question.
"I love my wife and will do anything to make her happy", he says flatly.
"So - the only reason you're here is to make Olivia happy."
Fitz grimaces at the man. Hearing the words come from Dr. Brennan's mouth makes him sound like a child who is trying to please his parent. He grows angrier.
"What will happen if you stopped coming here — didn't come here?"
Fitz remains silent.
"You know you can just sit on a park bench every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon for an hour — not come here - Olivia would be none the wiser. You would save yourself a lot of money."
Face set hard, Fitz stares at the doctor for a moment, then turns and stares out the window, retreating in his thoughts again. As silence fills the room, Dr. Brennan resumes doodling on the yellow legal pad.
"She'll send me away — insist I leave our home. I don't want to lose my family — so I come here", struggling to stop his voice from cracking.
"You have to want to be here, Fitz. You have to want to uncover the source of your anxiety. You have to do it for yourself— not because you're afraid of losing your family."
The clouds are beginning to shield the sun, so Fitz glances down at his watch, stands, and walks over to the door. He grabs the doorknob to exit the office.
"I will see you on Thursday", he says before exiting the office.
Tuesday Evening
Jolie bounces up and down in the high chair, struggling to escape the restraints of the high chair when she hears the alarm chiming. Her father has arrived home.
"Dada — dada", Jolie squeals, banging her hand on the tray as she looks over at her mother.
"Calm down, Jo", Olivia says, shaking her head as she walks from the stove to unbuckle her overly excited daughter from the high chair.
"Dada — dada."
"Go to dada — please", Olivia says as she stands Jolie onto the kitchen floor.
When Jolie's feet touch the tiled floor, she quickly waddles from the kitchen in search of her father. Olivia shakes her head again, hoping this new baby will show her the same degree of enthusiasm Cena and Jolie show Fitz. Maybe she needs to have a boy to get that kind of attention.
XXX
Since Fitz has started meeting with Dr. Brennan, he appears to be less withdrawn from the family, and has stopped lashing out in anger. He no longer calls Olivia at the last minute to inform her that he is working late at the office. And, instead of immediately retreating to the study after dinner, he now joins Olivia and the girls in the family room. Although he is doing all the right things, Olivia knows her husband - she knows he is pretending. She knows he is still angry, so she begins to put her plan into action.
"Babe - I've been thinking about what Dr. Brennan said - maybe you should think about taking up fencing again."
"I don't need a hobby, Olivia", he says curtly.
"Well – maybe you should do something else you find fun – something that makes you happy."
"I am happy - I don't need to go on a quest for happiness", he responds brusquely. Not wanting to further irritate her husband, Olivia decides to drop the hobby discussion for the night.
"How are your sessions going with Dr. Brennan?" She asks cautiously. Respectful of his privacy, she has refrained from asking him about the sessions, but tonight her curiosity has gotten the better of her.
"Fine", he says flatly, not bothering to volunteer any details.
"That's good", twisting her wedding set as she stares at his profile. She expected him to say more — to tell her that his sessions with Dr. Brennan are helping, but he reveals nothing. Instead, he dips his head and continues reading something on the tablet.
"I'm going to visit Mona tomorrow at the foundation - Marcella accepted the job. She's going to be a big help to Mona."
"That's good", he says, not looking up from the screen.
"Daddy, look at me, daddy", Cena yells as she demonstrates the somersault she learned in gymnastics class today. Fitz looks up from his tablet and smiles as his daughter does a forward flip across the floor.
"Ta-da", Cena says, rolling onto her feet then standing straight up with her arms all the way up in the air.
"That was terrific, Princess." Cena smiles and prepares to do another somersault.
"Babe, the girls have a dentist appointment next Wednesday — after school. Do you think you can pick Cee up from school?" Cena looks over at her mother with eyes stretched wide.
"Of course," he says, opening the calendar app on the tablet. "What time is the appointment?"
"I don't want to go to the dentist, daddy. It hurts."
Jolie looks at Cena when she hears the fear in her sister's voice. Jolie has been to the dentist once and is clueless whey the mention of the dentist has upset her sister.
"It'll be all right, Princess. I'll be there with you."
"I don't like the noise." Cena places her hands over her ears and Jolie places her hands over her ears, too.
"You can wear your earbuds — listen to music. Okay?"
"Okay", Cena says, nodding her head up and down. Jolie nods her head, too.
"Maybe we can go for ice cream afterwards. Would you like that?"
"Yeah, Jo. Daddy's going to take us for ice cream — but you can't have any." Jolie gives her sister a perplexed look.
"Jo can have a fruit icee, Cee", Olivia says.
"You can have a fruit icee, Jo. Okay?" Cena says, nodding her head up and down. Jolie smiles and nods her head, too.
"Okay, Cena — it's bath time", Olivia says, standing and looking at her husband because she has been giving the girls their baths for the past few weeks. She could use a little help.
"I'm going to stay down here a little longer", Fitz says, glancing at her before quickly returning his attention to the tablet screen.
Wednesday Morning
Olivia pulls her phone from her purse and opens the security app to disarm the alarm at the foundation. She knows Mona is watching her on her phone, so she waves her hand at the camera before unlocking the door.
"Olivia, it's so good to see you", Mona purrs as she walks into the waiting room. "You look absolutely wonderful", arms outstretched and beckoning Olivia for a hug.
"You look terrific as well", pecking Mona on the cheek.
"Come on back and let's catch up over a cup of tea."
"That sounds nice", quickly scanning the waiting room.
Trailing behind Mona down the hall to the private office space, Olivia glances in her old office, and a feeling of nostalgia washes over her. She spent so many years in that small space trying to build a foundation to help people with the water issues. She cannot believe how much her life has changed since those early days. When she enters Mona's office, she remembers that Mona's office is smaller than her old office. Time away from the foundation and perspective helps her to see the contrast.
"Sit down, Olivia", Mona says, setting a mug of hot tea on the desk in front of her. "I'm now hooked on this tea Maura left here. I've been buying it ever since."
"Thank you, Mona", setting her purse on the desk and sitting in the singular small chair positioned in front of the desk. Olivia closes her eyes as she lifts the mug of steaming tea to her lips. "Mmm - Maura really upped our game when she bought this tea to the foundation. Freshly brewed tea is so much better than those old teabags we were using."
"It certainly is. How is Maura these days? We didn't get a chance to catch up at Jolie's party — which was fabulous I might add."
"I think Maura is still trying to figure out what she wants to do with the rest of her life. For now — she's trying to help Nora to heal."
"Mothers sacrifice for our children. By the way, your mother outdid herself with the decorations. I've never seen so many balloons. And the ceremony — I had to use Tom's handkerchief to stop the tears. You Grants have wonderful traditions, Olivia."
"Oh — I have something for you, Mona", pulling out two picture frames from her large purse. "This picture is from the party — of course. Fitz selected this one to add to the wall in the family room. And here's a picture of Cena, too."
Mona smiles adoringly as she stares at the pictures.
"I know I say this every time – but you and Fitz make beautiful babies."
"Thank you, Mona. I think so, too", Olivia says with a chuckle.
"So how are things going at Bryson's? I know you've been working on the proposal" Mona asks as she brings the mug to her lips. Olivia's eyes brighten and she smiles.
"I submitted the proposal to Fred two weeks ago. He loved it, Mona", clasping her hands together with excitement. "I was so nervous. I'd never done anything like that before."
"Olivia — you've written many grant proposals for this foundation over the years."
"I know— but this was different, Mona. I knew about water — but I didn't know anything about establishing a multi-million-dollar philanthropy program. Thank god for Donald."
"Who's Donald?"
"He's the director of the Diatell Institute - a local think tank on corporate philanthropy. He was so generous— allowing me access to his resources."
"You better be careful accessing his resources. The Fitzgerald Grant I know will not take too kindly to that", Mona laughs but Olivia does not join in as usual.
"Is something wrong, Olivia? Is Fitz all right?"
"He's under so much stress right now, Mona."
"I would imagine so with Wilson resigning. But if you asked me – that crook couldn't resign soon enough."
"The budget hearings are coming up next month and Fitz has proposed some radical changes. Although he has the support of council — I'm not sure how the community is going to respond."
"What do you mean — if you can tell me? I don't want you to violate any confidences."
"Mona – Fitz – the council - has voted to halt the opening of new charter schools until more research can be done on their effectiveness."
"I think that's a damn good idea", Mona says without hesitation.
"Mona."
"Olivia, my friend's grandbabies are in charter schools. She put them in there because they were promised a better education – but it's been nothing but a mess. The children don't have all the textbooks they need, computers are almost non-existent, and that building really needs major work. The place leaks when it rains – and there's no heat on hot days. Gayle says she's not seeing any improvement in her grandbabies test scores. I know there are some good charter schools — but a lot aren't. I agree with Fitz"
"Well my father doesn't."
"Your father? What does your father have to do charter schools?"
"Rev. Walker was planning to open a charter at Triumph this fall. Mom and dad have been helping the church build the curriculum— get the school ready to open in September. This moratorium halts their efforts. My father had no problem voicing his displeasure to Fitz. It wasn't pretty – to say the least."
"Hmm", Mona says, sipping her tea.
"I know that tone, Mona. What are you thinking?"
Mona sets the mug onto the desk, leans back in her chair, and twiddles her thumbs. She ponders if she should speak what is on her mind. She does not want to overstep, and she certainly does not want to offend her friend.
"Mona …"
"Olivia, I know you love your parents and your parents love you very much. They are passionate about their social work and apparently have instilled that in you." Mona stops to gauge Olivia's reaction, and Olivia nods for her to continue.
"How much longer are your parents planning to remain in the States — live in your home?"
"They were planning to return to Senegal in two weeks— but the turn of events at Triumph has changed their plans. Why do you ask?"
"Olivia, I know your parents left Senegal to support you and Fitz after the accident."
"Attempted murder, Mona. Charlie tried to murder my family."
Mona nods slowly in agreement and continues with caution.
"I'm sure they've been a fantastic help around the house – but …" Olivia looks at her friend curiously because Mona is never at a loss for words. "You remember I told you about the time my brother moved in for a while with Tom and me?"
Olivia nods.
"Bringing people into your home to live — even family — can be a tricky thing. They sometimes forget their place."
Olivia frowns.
"A husband and wife need privacy to argue and swing from the chandeliers without worrying about family interfering — especially parents. When Tom and I argued, my brother thought he needed to jump in to defend me. He didn't get that Tom is my husband and married couples sometimes argue. Fitz is your husband, Olivia - that man loves you and those girls more than anything — will do anything for all of you - everyone knows that. He does not need your father reprimanding him in his own home about decisions he makes for his job."
Olivia listens intently and slowly nods her head.
"Have you thought — perhaps — it's time for your parents to return to Senegal — sooner rather than later?"
"Mona …."
"Olivia, I get you enjoy having your parents around — but sometimes people can overstay their welcome. If your parents choose to stay in Church Falls longer than they planned — then maybe they should rent an apartment. You and Fitz need your space."
With brow crinkled, Olivia pounders what Mona has said, then quickly changes the subject.
"How's Arnold — how's your brother doing, Mona?"
Mona nods her head, realizing Olivia does not like her advice, so she shifts with Olivia to the next topic. "Not good. I'm waiting for the phone call any day now."
"Oh, Mona — I'm so sorry. What can I do?"
"Nothing, Olivia. It is what it is. Life is short and we all have to do a better job taking care of ourselves. My brother didn't take care of his body - in fact – he abused it for years. All the partying finally caught up with him. I'm going to have to go to Texas when he passes. I promise — the foundation will only be closed for a few days."
"Nonsense, when the time comes - you take as much time as you need. In fact - you should go there now - before …." Mona raises her hand in a stopping position and shakes her head from side to side.
"That's kind of you — but I need to be home with Tom. He needs me - I can't do anything for my brother. Besides — there is so much that needs to be done here", looking around the office.
"Mona - Marcella accepted the position — you now have help. Take as much time as you need", sliding a hand across the desk and squeezing Mona's hand.
"That's terrific – but I need to be here to get her up to speed."
"Well it's your call. And, Mona – take my old office. It's not much bigger – but it should be yours now."
Wednesday Afternoon
It was late afternoon when Olivia finally left the foundation, she and Mona had a lot of catching up to do, and Mona certainly gave her a lot to think about. As she maneuvers the car through the traffic, she glances at the clock on the console then voice dials Ben.
When Olivia arrives at Ben's apartment, the two old friends greet each other with warm hugs and kisses.
"Liv – it's good to see you", Ben says, opening his arms for a hug.
"It's good to see you too, Ben", returning the hug and pecking him on the cheek.
"Come in—have a seat. Can I get you something to drink?
"No – I'm good, Ben."
"How's my goddaughter?"
"She's getting into everything now that she's walking."
"I'm sure she is. We'll have to schedule time to come over for a visit."
"I'm sure she'll love that", Olivia says, pacing around the room.
"What's the matter, Liv? You seem upset."
"Fitz was delaying going to a therapist – and I finally put my foot down – gave him an ultimatum."
"That's good. It was probably the kick in the pants he needed."
"He's angry, Ben. He's pretending he's not – but I know him. I hope I'm doing the right thing — insisting ..."
"You did the right thing. Fitz has to get to the bottom of what's causing the panic attacks."
"I just don't want to push him into taking those pills again."
"Liv — you can't fix this for Fitz - he has to do it for himself and therapy is part of the process."
"The doctor says he needs to do something he loves — something just for himself — not with the family."
Bennie nods.
"I was thinking - maybe you can take him to a wrestling match - he hasn't gone in years. There's one next week at the Dome — I checked", she adds quickly. Ben smiles thinking how fortunate his brother is to have someone who loves him as much as Olivia does.
"We never used the season passes he bought for us. I'll call him — twist his arm", Ben laughs.
"Thanks, Ben - you'll never know how much this means to me."
"We're family, Liv. We're more than family", Ben says, giving his sister-in-law a tight hug.
"Oh, Olivia — I didn't realize you were here. I must look a mess - I just got in from the gym – took a quick shower", Marion says with the plush Egyptian cotton towel wrapped around her head.
"You look beautiful as usual, Marion. I was at the foundation earlier and I called Ben from the car — hoping he was home."
"Is everything all right? Do you want to sit down?"
"I'm fine — thank you, Marion. I was just leaving. Thank you, Ben", kissing him on the cheek.
"I'll call Fitz tomorrow."
"Thanks, Ben. Good night, Marion."
"Call me when you get home", Ben says, pecking Olivia on the cheek before she hurries from the apartment.
"Is Olivia all right? Is something wrong? She looks upset."
"She's concerned about, Fitz— of course."
"How is Fitz doing?" Marion asks as she pulls the towel from her head, letting the wet tresses fall to her shoulders. Ben smiles and pulls her into his arms, he loves when she looks fresh and natural – without all the makeup.
"He finally started therapy - the doctor recommends he engage in an activity he enjoys. Liv suggested I take him to the wrestling match on Thursday. She thinks it will help get his mind off things."
"I see. Maybe I'll call Nora — take her to dinner while you and Fitz go to that barbaric event. I want to get to know your sister, Ben. She seems so sad."
"I think Nora will like that", brushing wet strands of hair from her face before kissing her deeply.
Thursday Morning
Fitz is surprised when he enters the kitchen and sees his mother-in-law scooping ground coffee into the coffee maker filter. He wonders if she no longer drinks ginger tea.
"Good morning, Gwendolyn", he says, draping his suit jacket over the back of his chair. Gwendolyn turns with a big smile and, in the moment, Fitz realizes, how much Olivia resembles her mother.
"Good morning, Fitzgerald", Gwendolyn says as Fitz walks over to the cabinet to retrieve his mug.
"I have your mug", Gwendolyn says, holding up the mug Cena made him for Father's Day last year. Fitz looks at her curiously. "I'm making coffee this morning. Don't worry – it's not that stuff my husband drinks. I know you don't like it. Have a seat – the coffee will be ready in a minute."
"Thank you, Gwendolyn", Fitz says, sitting in his seat.
"Calvin has taken Cena to school", Gwendolyn says as she fills the mug with coffee.
Fitz nods.
"Livvia is sleeping late these days", Gwendolyn says as she sets the mug in front of him on the granite island top.
"She had a long day yesterday. She spent a lot of time with Mona at the foundation", not offering his mother-in-law more explanation about Olivia's sleeping habits of late. They agreed to keep the pregnancy a secret until after their appointment with Dr. Perry.
"I see", eyeing her son-in-law as he raises the mug to his mouth. "Fitzgerald, I want to apologize for my husband's behavior last week at dinner. We've all been going in different directions lately – I've not had time to speak with you – privately."
"There's no need for you to apologize, Gwendolyn. Calvin has strong beliefs", Fitz says, not interested in reliving that night.
"True – but he let his emotions get the better of him. He's passionate about education – as am I", glancing at her son-in-law. "The thought of underprivileged children not having access to a quality education is quite troubling."
"The moratorium is only for one year, Gwendolyn. The results of the study are expected to be presented to the council by the end of next year."
"Fitzgerald, this is not about data - this is rapport. This is about the ability to speak to the needs of vulnerable communities. It's as important to understand the individuals in those communities as it is the numbers."
Fitz brings the coffee mug to his lips again. He does not want to discuss the matter with his mother-in-law.
"Fitzgerald, I understand you - the council — have real concerns about the performance of some charter schools — that they don't make the grade – are not performing to standard. But - what if I can assure you that Triumph's charter school will meet all the State requirements when it opens in the fall?"
"How can you make that kind of commitment?"
"Because all these months I've been involved in interviewing and selecting qualified teachers. I've worked with these teachers to review the State curriculum. Rev. Walker has made sure that the school will have all the resources to support the children's learning experience: books, computers -"
"Gwendolyn - I can't make special dispensations for Triumph — that would be unethical."
"Of course - I'm not suggesting you do that. I'm just suggesting you — the council — be more surgical about the matter — and not summarily shut out all new charter schools. I'm suggesting that council reviews the viability of each new charter school applicant and determine - on a case by case basis - which ones are eligible to open in the fall and which aren't. If Rev. Walker and others can demonstrate they can meet the State's standards on day one – then allow them to open their doors."
"Gwendolyn –"
"Don't penalize those applicants who meet the criteria - don't penalize the children. A year in a poor performing school will set those children behind another academic year. They can't afford that."
Fitz runs his hand through his hair and examines his mother-in-law's face, realizing where Olivia inherited her strong-willed nature. Neither woman likes to take no for an answer, they want what they want. He stands and grabs his suit jacket from the back of the chair, thinking he does not know how much more of this pressure he can endure. He is preparing to defend his policy decisions at the budget hearings next month and now he has to defend his decisions in his home.
"I have to get to the office. Have a good day, Gwendolyn", pecking her on the cheek before walking from the kitchen.
XXX
When Fitz arrives at his Thursday afternoon session with Dr. Brennan, the two Brennan exchange greetings, and to Dr. Brennan's surprise, Fitz give his usual and unenthusiastic response of fine. Instead, he readily shares the events of his day as he sits on the comfortable sofa with legs crossed.
"My mother-in-law made coffee for me this morning. She's a wonderful woman — but not much of a cook."
"So — how was it — your mother-in-law's coffee?" Dr. Brennan asks with his warm, brown eyes,
"She's a tea drinker", Fitz says with a crooked smile, and Dr. Brennan nods with understanding.
"Not very good — hunh?"
"I'm afraid not - but Mrs. Handley — my assistant — she makes the best coffee ever."
"Why is that?"
"I don't know - it's just so rich and flavorful – soothing. It seems to help mymental acuity during the day."
"That sounds like some really special coffee."
"Mrs. Handley says the coffee beans are picked individually. Every cherry is chosen by a picker before it's placed into their bags. Think about the person who picked that first red cherry", Fitz says with a far-off look in his eyes.
"For some - caffeine is a mood-boosting substance - increasing the senses of euphoria and energy. It can raise levels of dopamine – which is the neurotransmitter of feeling in love for the first time - feeling happy, motivated, and rewarded about something – versus feeling scared. Dopamine is typically low in people with depression as well as social anxiety. A cup of coffee can heal and comfort you, Fitz - but too much caffeine - even for people who can tolerate it - will turn things very bad - mood-wise. You should drink no more two cups a day - sipped slowly works well. More tends to make people inclined to anxiety become anxious and experience heart palpitations."
Fitz nods his head slowly.
"Does your mother-in-law typically make you coffee in the morning?"
"No", his mood shifting noticeably. "She wanted to discuss the moratorium I – the council - has imposed on new charter schools. Everyone is furious about my policy plans - I'm beginning to doubt my decision", he mumbles under his breath.
"Is there a downside to imposing this moratorium?"
"Charters have many problems - some do a stellar job of increasing performance. But others — too many - are an abyssal failure. It's necessary to understand the performance gaps before we allow new schools to open - the children deserve nothing less from council. They deserve the same opportunity for a quality education as their wealthier peers. Allowing more charters to open unchecked only exacerbates the problem."
"This topic has been receiving a lot of attention in the press lately."
"In my home as well", Fitz chuckles mirthlessly. Dr. Brennan peers over the top of his eyeglasses at the obviously distraught man and encourages him to say more.
"My in-laws are missionaries for our church - they've been working in Senegal for years - educating communities and – recently - building a new school."
"That's sounds admirable."
"It is. They're quite dedicated to education. After the acci— attempted murder — they left their mission to help our family to recover. Once we were back on our feet — they volunteered their time to helping establish a new charter school at our church. Needless to say — they're quite upset with me."
"I see."
"This morning - Gwendolyn – my mother-in-law -wanted to explore options that would allow Triumph to open its charter school in the fall. She was hoping to change my mind about the moratorium."
"Did you — change your mind?"
"No. The moratorium is the right thing to do. I can't make policy decisions to appease my in-laws."
"How does Olivia feel about the moratorium?"
"She's disappointed — of course. Everyone is disappointed."
"In the moratorium or in you?"
"Olivia is much like her parents - she gets emotional about the things she cares about."
"I see."
"Everyone one around me is so comfortable voicing their opinions – and displeasure – about my decisions – my in-laws, my church, my wife."
"And what about you – where is your voice in all of this?"
"I feel like I no longer have a voice in my home."
"And how does not having a voice in your home make you feel?"
Fitz glances down at his watch and stands from the sofa, he has to meet Bennie at City Hall in a few hours.
"I'll see you next Tuesday", Fitz says, standing and walking toward the door. "By the way — I'm going to a wrestling match tonight with my brother", turning and displaying his crooked smile.
"Have a good time", Dr. Brennan says, with an approving nod.
Thursday Evening
Nora frantically waves her hand in the air as Marion pulls the car into her parent's driveway. Marion smiles at the young woman who is waiting outside on the front step, thinking Nora must be excited to get out of the house for a change. As she parks the car, Marion glances up at the large house and realizes she has never been inside Ben's childhood home. Although she has interacted with his parents on several occasions, it has always been at Olivia and Fitz' home. Now that she thinks about it, she realizes she has never been invited to his brother John's home. She shakes off the feelings of insecurity and smiles as Nora climbs into the car.
"This is nice car, Marion", Nora says, turning around to survey the backseat of the small sports car.
"I bought it on a whim – at a time when I needed things to fill me", Marion says, looking over her shoulder as she backs the car out of the driveway.
"This car is perfect for you - you're always so put together. I can see why Bennie fell for you."
"I made reservations at Paolo's - Ben said you like Mexican food. They have the best paella ever."
That sounds good", Nora says excitedly.
XXX
When Marion and Nora arrive at Paolo's, they are immediately escorted through the packed dining to their table. Nora glances around at all the diners who are chatting and seemingly enjoying themselves, she cannot recall the last time she had dinner at a restaurant.
"This is a really nice restaurant, Marion", Nora says, smiling broadly as she settles into her seat.
"I'm glad you like it. With Ben and Fitz going to the wrestling match – I thought tonight would be a perfect time for us to get to know each other."
"Gerry and his boys were always watching that stupid wrestling on TV or going to a wrestling match together. Of course, I was never invited", Nora says sourly as she fiddles with her silverware.
"Good evening - my name is Carmen - I will be your server for the night", smiling pleasantly at the two women sitting across from each other.
"Hola, Carmen", Nora says giddily. Carmen nods her head at the odd woman.
"Can I start you ladies off with something to drink?"
"Just iced tea for me", Marion says, having given up on drinking wine since she and Ben reunited.
"I'll have the same", Nora says.
"I'll be back shortly with your drinks", Carmen says.
"Mom warned me not to drink tonight - because of the medication I'm taking. She watches me like a hawk these days", Nora says with a hint of resentment in her voice.
"Your mother just wants the best for you, Nora. You're lucky to have parents who care about you."
"What has Bennie told you about me? Did he tell you why I was in that facility back East?"
"Honestly, Ben hasn't give me any details – and I didn't ask. Your brother respects your privacy, Nora."
"Bennie is the good one – but he is still a Grant man – controlling."
Marion furrows her brow at the unexpected remark, now wondering if it was a good idea to invite Nora to dinner without Ben.
"They're all like Gerry in one way or another – Fitz more than any of them. I guess that's why they share the same name", Nora chuckles. "He loves Liv more than anything – so he hides that side of himself from her. And John – well I think he still hates Gerry for how he treated mom. He's the oldest – the first – so he saw and understood a lot before the rest of us came along. He pretends to like Gerry – like at family functions – but if he knew how Gerry and mom feel about Abigail - he wouldn't speak to them ever again. They think Abigail is crass - not the kind of woman John deserves. I know them all – watched them my entire life - and they say I'm the sick one."
Marion is stunned by Nora's unsolicited comments about her family, and does not know what to say. She is relieved when she sees their server walking toward the table with their drinks.
"Your iced teas, ladies", Carmen says as she sets the sweating glasses on the table. "Are you ready to order you entrees?"
"We'll have the paella", Marion says, glancing at Nora for confirmation.
"I can't wait to try it", Nora says, bringing the straw to her lips.
"I'll be back shortly with your paella", Carmen says, rolling the word off her tongue.
"I just love her accent", Nora says and Marion smiles at the talkative young woman.
"And - the captain goes crazy if any man even looks sideways at Liv", Nora continues as if there was not a break in her storytelling, and Marion examines her closely. "He's always been cocky — so sure of himself. He was a hot head growing up — always getting into fights while in school. The principal threatened to expel him several times - but Gerry used his influence to keep Fitz enrolled in school. If he had gotten expelled – he never would've gotten into the Naval Academy."
Marion smiles to herself, because the Fitzgerald Grant she knows always seems in control. She would never think of him as a street fighter. Before Marion could finish her thought, Nora continues talking.
"A few of my girlfriends had a crush on him back in the day - but he never noticed them. They were way too young – although Liv is younger than him. She and Bennie are the same age. We were all surprised when the captain moved back to Church Falls and immediately started dating Liv - Bennie was livid. He had been crushing on Liv for years and suddenly his big brother swoops into town and steals his girl. It's the worst kept secret in the family - everybody just accepts that Bennie will always be hooked on Liv. Fitz accepts that's how it's always going to be - I guess because of the well and all - but Bennie better not cross the line – cross the line – if you know what I mean. I guess you're okay with Bennie being smitten with Liv?" Nora asks as she brings the straw to her lips again.
Marion cringes and looks around the dining room for Carmen, she is going to need a drink after all.
"What about the well, Nora?" Marion asks, wanting to divert Nora's attention from the Ben and Olivia story.
"Bennie didn't tell you? Well – to make a long story short - he saved Fitz' life when they were kids. Fitz fell into that old well on our property and Bennie saved him. That's why Fitz still allows Bennie to get away with the shit he has over the years."
"Your entrees, ladies", Carmen announces as she sets the enormous plates of food onto the table. Marion decides not to order a drink, she needs to focus on what Nora is saying.
"This looks terrific - it's so much food. I'm going to take some home to mom" Nora says, her eyes wide with excitement like a little girl.
"I'm sure she'll enjoy it", Marion says, digging her fork into the paella. "I remember the first time Ben bought me here - I fell in love with the paella right away. We tried making it at home – but of course it tasted nothing like this. We're terrible cooks."
"You really like Bennie?" Nora says, looking into Marion's dazzling green eyes.
"Your brother is a really good man, Nora."
"Like I said – he's a Grant - controlling", Nora says, sliding a forkful of paella into her mouth. "You know - it's funny to watch how Fitz struggles to keep his emotions – or should I say his anger - in check around Olivia and the girls. I believe that's one of the reasons she left him – but I'm not sure."
Marion looks at Nora with surprise, thinking another thing Ben has not told her about Olivia.
"Oh - Dr. Bennie didn't tell you that Liv left Fitz and ran off to who knows where? Bennie was so angry with Fitz because he thought the captain did something to chase away his precious Olivia. Fitz found her after a few months and brought her back home – but he never told any us where she was. He's private like that."
Marion nods, recalling Olivia confiding in her about the antenatal depression. She wonders if Olivia checked into an institution when she left Fitz for all those months. Her anger rises when she thinks about how Ben shields Olivia's secrets.
"Since Liv came back home - the captain has been a different person – at least pretending to be."
"What do you mean?"
Marion silently admonishes herself for participating in the family gossip with Nora, but tonight she is getting more information than she has gotten from Ben in all the months they have been dating. Ben never tells her anything negative about Olivia.
"Like I said - Fitz is just like Gerry – controlling. All my life I watched how Gerry controlled my mother – I couldn't stand it. But Liv – well she's nothing like mom – she's independent and strong-willed. I guess on some level that's why Fitz is attracted to her. Hell – I even love that about her. But her independence also drives my brother crazy – I guess because he can't control her. You know - it's funny – it seems like Liv now controls the captain", Nora says, shaking her head as if it is the strangest thing she has ever said.
"How so?"
"Well – when I lived with them I saw a lot – and I mean a lot. Let's just say Liv has my brother wrapped around her finger. Don't get me wrong - she loves Fitz - a lot. They both have that crazy kind of love for each other - but I've seen how Liv can manipulate him – and I'm not sure she knows she's doing it. All she has to do is bat those big brown eyes at him – or rub him in a certain way – and he'll do whatever she wants - even if he does not agree with what she wants to do. Gerry hates that shit. He thinks Liv has reduced his pit bull to a puppy dog – kind of like Bowtie." Nora laughs out loud at her own joke. "Liv better watch it because that puppy dog can turn into a pit bull in the blink of an eye. Don't let those expensive suits and that eloquent tongue fool you."
Marion sips her tea and listens intently to Nora.
"This so good, Marion", Nora says, sliding another forkful of paella into her mouth.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it. We'll have to come back – if you like."
"I would like", Nora says with a smile as she dabs the corners of her mouth with the brown linen napkin. "You know my parents didn't want Fitz to marry Liv."
"Really – your parents seem to adore Olivia."
"They adore her now – but when they started dating – Gerry and mom thought she was too independent – owning her own business and all. Liv didn't care that my brother was some bigshot negotiator - she doesn't really care about money like that. She'll walk away from the captain and all the material stuff in a heartbeat. I'm sure the thought of her doing so keeps Fitzy in line. He'll do anything for her – well almost anything because he loves her that much."
Marion nods as she spears a piece of chicken with her fork.
"When Cena came along – my parents really thought Liv should be a stay-at-home mom – and so did Fitz - but Liv stood her ground. I kind of think that's why she left him - but I don't know for sure. As I said – the captain is very private about those things."
Marion stares at Nora as she jabbers on, wondering if the young woman is on or off her medication tonight.
"Fitz and Cena became so close during those months Liv was away", Nora continues, shaking Marion from her thoughts. "We didn't think he could do it — take care of a four-year-old girl that is."
"Why not?"
"As independent as Liv is – raising Cena was her responsibility. Fitz was traveling a lot back then — trying to establish his business – and Liv's foundation was still small potatoes at that time. But the captain came through — to everyone's surprise. He learned how to take care of Cee and the house while Liv was away. When Fitz says Cena is his Princess", using air-quotes, "he really means it. I sometimes wonder who he loves more — Liv or Cena."
Marion tilts her head and gives Nora a curious look.
"I'm just saying — if they were ever to divorce— as much as my brother loves Liv — he'll fight her for Cena. And - my brother fights dirty, Marion. He didn't win all those cases by being a good guy."
Marion slowly nods her head.
"I love Liv - but I think she can be a little selfish - maybe because she's an only child and her parents were never around. They basically allowed her to do whatever she wanted when she was growing up – no restrictions."
"What do you mean?"
"I like the Popes — Mrs. Pope is beautiful and she wears those colorful dresses - but they're a little weird if you ask me. They spent all their time helping others and left Liv to her own devices as a kid. I guess that's how she learned how to take care of herself — put herself first - because her parents surely didn't."
Although she has gotten an earful, Marion has had more than enough of Nora's gossiping. She really likes the Grants and does not want to listen to Nora further disparage her family, so she deftly changes the subject.
"So — Nora — what do you plan on doing now that you're back home?"
Nora sets her fork onto the edge of the plate and stares at the remaining paella. She is not as interested in talking about herself as she is talking about the members of her family. So, she stares at the chicken and seafood intermingling with the yellow rice and sweet peas. She hated sweet peas as a child, but tonight she is enjoying them in the paella. Perhaps things can really change.
"Nor – "
"I'm not sure what I want to do — what I can do. Maybe I'm just like my mother", she laughs nervously, a habit she adopted while at the facility back east.
"Nora — you're a wonderful artist - with a great eye for design. That box you created for Jolie's rocker was absolutely beautiful. There is so much you can do with that kind of talent."
"Before I went away – Liv got me a job at a community center in the city. I loved teaching the children about art", her smile slowly fades when she thinks about her behavior with Amir.
"Is that what you want to do – be an art teacher?"
"Artists were never appreciated in my family, Marion. All the boys have lucrative careers – two lawyers and a doctor. Mom always encouraged me to marry – like she did. That way I wouldn't have to worry about a career. Well – we see where that has gotten her", she says bitterly.
"I have a friend who has a graphic arts publishing company in Portland. If you like – I can put in a word for you. You can go there and see if it's something you might like to do."
Nora drops her head and begins to withdraw again. "I don't know what I want to do, Marion."
"Well let me know and I'll arrange everything.
"Do you think I could really do it?" Sounding somewhat childlike.
"Of course - you can. You can do whatever you put your mind to."
"Thank you, Marion", she says softly, thinking no one has taken a real interest in her since Olivia got her the job at the community center. She wonders whatever happened to Amir.
"Would you ladies like dessert tonight?" Carmen asks, and Marion looks at Nora with a smile.
"No - thank you. I'm stuffed", Nora says softly.
"I guess not", Marion says, smiling up at Carmen. "Please wrap the rest to go."
"Of course, ma'am.
XXX
After taking Nora home, Marion was tempted to drive straight to her apartment and open a bottle of Chardonnay and, perhaps, drink the entire bottle. But she promised Ben she would wait at his apartment for him to return from the wrestling match with Fitz. She kicks off her heels and settles onto the sofa, amongst all the pillows she urged Ben to buy, and thinks about how Nora's storytelling about Ben's infatuation with Olivia stirred up old feelings of jealousy. She wonders why Nora would say such horrible things about her family, better yet, she wonders why she would allow Nora's words to upset her. She wonders if Nora was playing some sort of sick game, enjoying watching her twist with jealousy as she regaled her with stories about Ben's undying love for Olivia. Marion shakes her head, because she knows her jealousy is not on Nora – it is on her. Ben has confessed his love for her and, for some reason, that is not enough to keep her green-eyed monster at bay. The sound of Ben's key turning in the lock shake Marion from her thoughts, so she glances over at the door. She bursts into laughter when she sees Ben standing in the doorway pretending to wrestle a Kenny Omega doll.
Friday Morning
"I bought cannolis – a peace offering", Olivia says cheerily, holding up the small white box with string wrapped around it.
"I don't like those anymore", Abby says, dismissing the peace offering with a flick of her hand.
"Since when?" Olivia asks in disbelief as she closes the door and follows Abby down the hall.
"If you had been around you'd know", Abby says snarkily. "Since Jonathan knocked me up again. I tell you, Olivia - this is the last one - I'm not having any more crumb snatchers." Olivia looks at her friend thinking Abby is in a snit today.
"You love children."
"I never said I didn't love children - I just hate being pregnant."
"So - what do you now like? What do you crave?" Olivia asks as she removes her coat and sets the box onto the coffee table.
"I don't like anything - this baby has destroyed my appetite", Abby groans as she carefully lowers herself onto the chair. "So how are you doing? I haven't seen you in forever."
"We saw each other at Jo's party."
"You know what I mean" Abby says grumpily.
"I've been a little busy. Now that I've submitted my proposal to Fred Bryson - he loved it by the way – I'll have more time to catch up – we can go to lunch and shop for the baby."
"That's good, Olivia - I'm proud of you. I knew you could do it – liking to help people and all."
"Says the nurse. The recommendation is just phase one, Abbs - I have to implement the program - that's going to be a lot more work."
"You can do", Abby says, already tired of hearing about Olivia's job. "By the way — your hair is getting really long."
"I know - I haven't had time to get to the shop", raking her fingers through the shoulder-length tresses.
"So - what's been going on? You and Fitzgerald were acting all kinds of weird at Jolie's party. He was being more solicitous than usual."
"Where do I begin?"
"The beginning always works", Abby says, leaning back in the occasional chair and rubbing her belly.
"First, Fitz fired his assistant. Apparently - she had some kind of crush on him", rolling her eyes at the thought of Victoria.
"Really?" Abby's green eyes dancing with excitement. She loves juicy gossip.
"Second, Fitz fired Hildie. Well I had to terminate Hildie – but Fitz insisted we let her go."
"Well – well — well. What has Fitzgerald in the firing mood these days? What's all this firing about?"
"I don't agree with it – firing Hildie that is —but under the circumstances I have to support it."
"What circumstances? Spill, Olivia."
"Apparently - Hildie was married — many years ago — and had a child – a baby girl. Her husband and daughter were both killed in a train accident. Hildie was institutionalized for a brief period – which is understandable."
"You mean she was in a nut house?" Olivia gives her caustic-tongue friend a disapproving look.
"Abby, her daughter was born on the same day as Jo — and apparently looked like Jo. She's always been so protective."
"Why are you just finding out about this?"
"I guess Jo's birthday triggered a lot of memories for Hildie. Mom saw her crying in the kitchen during the party - and she told mom everything - and mom told me - of course."
"This sounds like some sort of bad soap opera."
"Unfortunately - it's my life, Abby. Fitz was concerned — and that's putting it mildly — that Hildie might transfer feelings for her daughter to Jo – or worse. Truth be told — I think he over-reacted. He doesn't give anyone the benefit-of-the-doubt these days."
"As much as it pains me to say this – I agree with Fitzgerald." Olivia's eyes bulge in disbelief. "You've been living in Church Falls way too long, Olivia. Believe me sister – Church Falls is hardly the real world. There are all kinds of whack jobs out there. I know – I know – Hildie hadn't exhibited any craziness in over a year – but you never know when she might've gone off her rocker. If Jolie's birthday party triggered memories of her daughter – who knows what she could do next. I'm with Fitzgerald on this one - keep that woman away from your house. I always thought she was a bit strange."
"Abby."
"Well - I did. All that ma'am this and ma'am that — so pretentious. Who talks like that?"
Olivia shakes her head, thinking how much she has missed Abby's lack of a filter.
"I don't think you should give people the benefit of the doubt, Olivia —nor do I think you should go in assuming they're bad. You should collect data on people — then develop an informed opinion. You didn't have all the data on Hildie - she cheated you out of that."
"Abby, I can understand her not wanting to relive that horrible story." Abby rolls her eyes.
"Don't ignore the red flags — the woman has problems — don't be Pollyanna, Olivia. You can still love her — but from a distance. You don't have to expose your family to her."
"It was difficult— heartbreaking really — to tell Hildie we needed to sever ties with her. She was understanding - but it was painfully apparent she was disappointed — hurt. I guess on some level she expected it."
"I might have someone to replace Hildie", Abby says, already moving on past Hildie's sad story as she stretches her swollen feet onto the coffee table.
"Really – who?"
"Irma's sister."
"Your housekeeper Irma?"
"My everything Irma. The woman is a godsend. Her sister is moving to Church Falls - from upstate to be closer to Irma. She'll be looking for work."
"Has she ever done this kind of work?" Olivia asks as she opens the box of cannolis.
"Of course - she has - I wouldn't tell you about her if she hadn't. She's work for Jonathan's friend – the State Attorney General. She's worked for Kotch and his wife long before they even had kids. And you know if she worked for them all these years she's clean as a whistle - Kotch doesn't mess around. He'll find Fitzgerald's balls if you ever tried to hide them. He's tenacious— like a dog with a bone when he gets wind of something."
"I'll have to talk to Fitz about it— of course. He's not going to be too eager bringing someone new into our home."
"Then he can become a stay-at-home dad – take care of the kids and clean the house. You taught him how to do all that stuff."
Olivia rolls her eyes.
"Unless your parents are going to hang around this time — not go back to Tanzania and take care of a bunch of strangers."
"It's Senegal — and it's called missionary work. They have their life, Abby."
"Whatever", Abby says with a wave of her hand. "I'll have Irma talk to her sister - but you better let me know – and fast. She'll be down here in six weeks - someone that good doesn't stay on the market very long."
Olivia nods.
"I see Benjamin is still dating that doctor – what's her name?"
"You know her name, Abby. I actually think Marion is good for Ben."
"Well — I think something's wrong with her. Who buys a one-year-old designer outfits – two for that matter? She's so self-indulgent - spending goo-gobs of money on all those designer clothes. I bet she spends hours in front of the mirror before leaving the house. Benjamin is going to have his hands full with that one –mark my words. Why are you looking at me so weird?"
"Why do you dislike Marion so much? She's a good person, Abby."
"I've known women like her all my life – well saw them around town where I grew up. Always looking down their noses at us like we were less than the dirt on the bottoms of their fancy shoes. Never wanting for anything or having a problem in their privileged lives", bitterness lacing her tone.
"Abby –"
"I get that you like her – feel indebted because she saved Fitzgerald's life – but you don't have to be blind. She's not who she appears to be, Olivia."
"None of us are. Everything isn't always as it seems, Abby - believe me. Are you always so suspicious of people?"
"Yes. Where I come from you better keep your eyes and ears open - people were always trying to manipulate or con you in some way. Everybody isn't as nice as you think, Olivia."
"We found a house – in the city", not wanting to discuss Abby's past again.
"So - you're really going to do it? You finally wheedled Fitzgerald into moving to the city."
"I did no such thing", Olivia protests. "He thinks it's a good move for our family."
"He loves you, Olivia. I'm sure he only agreed to move to the city — of all places — to satisfy you. Have you forgotten he moved back to Church Falls to be closer to his family?"
"And I will do anything for him, Abby", Olivia says defensively.
"It's like you need Fitzgerald to prove over and over how much he loves you – which is ridiculous because everybody knows that man loves you more than anything – you know it. If you ask me - I think you're making Fitzgerald pay for what your parents didn't give you."
Olivia eyes darken. "You don't know what you're talking about, Abigail", she says tersely.
"You know I only tell you these things because I want the best for you, Olivia", Abby says as she struggles to stand to her feet. "I don't even think you're aware you do it. You just shouldn't take him for granted, Olivia", chuckling at the play on their surname.
"I don't take my husband for granted", Olivia protests.
"Olivia, I know you love him — why — I'll never figure out — but that's on you." Olivia rolls her eyes. "But seriously, you gotta understand he has needs, too."
"It's a beautiful house Abbs - you and John have to come once we're settled", wanting to change the subject.
"And when might that be?" Getting the message that it is time to drop the matter.
"We close in six weeks. Once we're settled - we'll have everyone over."
"Even what's-her-name?"
"You're incorrigible."
"And you love me for it. Now – back to that hussy who tried to get into Fitzgerald's pants. And don't leave out anything."
Sunday Evening
When you need to smile
But you can't afford it
Go on point it out
I'm gonna steal it
When the floor is more familiar than the ceiling
I will break in late at night
Shake up how you're feeling
I'll never stop
Breaking the law for you
I'll never stop
Helping to pull you through
Whatever it takes to get what you need
Ignore the alarm
Ignore the police
I'll never stop
Breaking the law for you
:
:
Breaking the Law, Emeli Sande'
Listening to the soothing sound of the water streaming against the shower walls, a myriad of thoughts run through Olivia's mind as she begins her nightly routine. She thinks about Mona's advice, and wonders if it is time for her parents to move back to Senegal. She and the girls will miss them so much. As she rubs the rich cream on her arm, she smiles when her husband walks from the bathroom and digs into his drawer for a pair of pajama pants. She runs her tongue over her lips when the towel drops from his waist and forms a puddle of cotton around his feet; it has been a while. She clears her throat and continues to massage the cream onto her leg as she reflects on Abby's comments earlier in the week. It saddens her that Abby thinks she is insensitive to her husband's needs. She wonders if Fitz feels the same way.
"Babe, this skin caviar is magnificent. It makes my skin feel so smooth— silky."
"Do you need more?"
"No – I have plenty. You bought the whole set, babe. I won't need any for a while. I visited Abby on Friday - I told her about the set - I think she is going to have John buy it for her."
Fitz nods his head as he steps into his pajama pants.
"Babe …."
"Hmm?" Pulling a tee shirt over his head.
"I've been thinking …."
"About?" Setting his phone onto the charger then climbing into bed.
"Well — I've been thinking maybe we should join the club — the Church Falls Country Club", she says as she screws the lid on the jar of expensive cream.
"What?" Looking over at her in disbelief.
"It's one-stop shopping for everything you could ever want to do in your spare time. You can use the pools – they even an indoor pool - Cee will enjoy that. They have tennis courts and golf courses. We can even have meals at one of the club's restaurants. It's also a great place to socialize with friends."
"Stop it."
"Stop what?" Looking over her shoulder at his reddening face.
"Don't handle me, Olivia. I'm not Cena."
"I don't know what you're talking about", she protests innocently.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about - and I want you to leave it alone. I don't need you arranging play dates with my brother - and I'm not joining some damn stuffy country club because you and Dr. Brennan think I need to play. My life is fine the way it is - so let it go."
"I won't let it go. I don't want you to wake up one day feeling that your life has passed you by — that you've missed out on something."
"It's called a mid-life crisis. I'm not having a midlife crisis and I'm not going out to buy a red sports car - so leave it alone."
"I'm just trying to help. I'm on your side", she cries out.
"Then stop trying - you've done enough."
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Startled by the comment
"Just go to bed, Olivia." He turns off his lamp and stares at the wall across the room.