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10:30 PM, Saturday, May 1, 2010
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All evidence of the party was gone, except
for the elaborate flower arrangements and the half-burned candles in
the six-armed candelabra on the bare dining room table
Scarlett lit the candles and blew out her lampWhy should she skulk
around in near-darkness like some kind of thief? It was her house, her
brandy, and she could do as she pleasedShe selected a glass, took it
and the decanter to the table, sat in the armchair at the headIt was
her table, tooThe brandy sent a relaxing warmth through her bodyAnother drink, and my nerves should
stop
jumping around like they're doingShe filled the elegant little
cordial glass again, tossed the brandy down her throat with a deft
twist of the wristMustn't hurry, she thought, pouringShe sipped her third drink
How pretty the candlelight was, lovely golden flames reflected in the
polished tabletopThe empty glass was pretty, tooIts cut facets
made rainbows when she chanel handbags on sale turned it in her fingersIt was as quiet as
the graveThe clink of glass against glass made her jump when she
poured the brandyThat proved she needed the drink, didn't it? She
was still too jumpy to sleepThe candles burned low and the decanter
slowly emptied and Scarlett's usual control over her mind and memory
was loosenedThis was the room where it had all begunThe table
had
been bare like this with only candles on it and the silver tray that
held brandy decanter and glassesShe'd never
seen
him really drunk like that, he could always hold hisliquorHe was
drunk that night, though, and cruel
He said such horrible hurting things to her, ? and he twisted her arm
so that she cried out in painthen he carried her up
to her room and forced himself on herExcept that he didn't have to
force her to accept himShe came alive when he handled her, when
he
kissed her lips and ? throat and bodyShe burned at his touch balenciaga bag made with goat leather and
she
cried out for more and her body arched and strained to meet his again
and again She must have dreamed it, but how
could she have dreamed such things when she'd never dreamed they
existed? No lady would ever feel the wild wanting she had felt, no
lady would do the things she had doneScarlett tried to push her
thoughts back into the crowded dark corner of her mind where she
kept
the unbearable and unthinkableBut she'd had too much to drinkIt
did happen, her heart cried, it didAnd her
mind, so carefully taught by her mother that ladies did not have
animal
impulses, could not control the passionate demands of her body to feel
rapture and surrender againScarlett's hands held her aching breasts,
but hers were not the hands her body longed forShe dropped her
arms
onto the table in front of her, her head onto her armsAnd she
abandoned herself to the waves of desire and pain that made silver rolex daytona watches her
writhe,
made her call out brokenly into the empty, silent, candlelit room
"Rhett, oh Rhett, I need you Winter was approaching, and Scarlett
grew
more frantic with every passing day
Joe Colleton had dug the hole for the cellar of the first house, but
repeated rains made it impossible to pour the concrete foundationsWilkes would smell a rat if I bought lumber before I'm ready to
frame," he said reasonably, and Scarlett knew he was rightBut it
made the delay no less frustratingMaybe the whole building idea was
a mistakeDay after day the newspaper reported more disasters in
the
business worldThere were soup kitchens and bread lines now in
America's big cities because thousands more people lost their jobs
every week when companies went bankruptWhy was she risking her
money
now, at the worst possible time? Why had she made that fool promise
to
Melly? If only the cold rain would stop And the days would stop
getting miu miu charm leather bag shorterShe could keep busy in the daytime, but darkness
closed her in the empty house with only her thoughts for companions
And she didn't want to think, because she could find no answers to
anythingHow had she gotten into this mess? She'd never
deliberately
done anything to turn people against her, why were they all being so
hateful? Why was it taking Rhett so long to come home? What could
she
do to make things better? There had to be something, she couldn't go
on forever walking from room to room in the big house like a pea
rattling around in an empty washtubShe'd be glad to have Wade and
Ella come home to keep her company, but Suellen had written that
they
were all under quarantine while one child after another went through
the long itchy torture of chicken poxShe could take up with the
Barts and all their friends again
It didn't matter that she'd called Mamie a sow, her skin was as thick
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