Post by Mimi on Aug 18, 2006 9:58:10 GMT -5
“Marlena, could you give me a hand?” Dr. Alex North yelled from the kitchen, unsure of where Marlena was in the cabin.
“Sure, what do you need help with?” Marlena asked as she walked into the room. She found Alex standing on the countertop waving a broom around. “Uh, Alex, what are you doing?” She asked him quizzically. He looked so flustered waving the broom around trying to hit something that she couldn’t see. She wanted to laugh out loud, but the look on his face kept her from doing so.
“It’s not what you think.” He stated emphatically as he continued to wave the broom around. “Which would be?” Marlena asked as she walked toward the counter trying to get a closer look at whatever if was that Alex was trying to hit. She then noticed a bat in the corner in the room near the window. “Is this what you are afraid of?” she asked as she approached the bat.
“Don’t go near it.” Alex yelled. “It could have rabies or something like that.” “Are you afraid of bats Dr. North” Marlena asked as she raised her eyebrow. She got the dustpan out and took the broom from Alex.
“Can’t stand them.” Alex honestly replied. “I have an intense dislike of all flying objects.” “That surprises me. As a psychiatrist I would have thought that you would have treated yourself to eliminate that fear.” Marlena took the broom and gently coaxed the bat into the dust pan. She took a dish towel and covered her hand before picking up the dust pan. Alex watched in wonder as she opened the door and liberated the bat.
“You seem at ease doing that. Are you sure that you weren’t a veterinarian in a past life?” He asked as he jumped down from the counter.
“Maybe I was,” Marlena replied as she shrugged her shoulders.
“You seem unusually happy this morning. Did you have a good nights sleep?” He asked her. There was something about her that was slightly different today. He wondered briefly if she was having memories of her past. He’d have to ask her about that later when they had a session. He was looking forward to todays session. He wanted to talk to her about why she locked the door to her room last evening.
“Oh, I had a wonderful nights sleep. This place is soooo relaxing. I could stay here forever.” Marlena replied smiling. Alex watched as she walked over to the front window and looked out. “You wouldn’t happen to have a camera here, would you?” she asked.
“No, why?”
“Just thought it might be nice to take some pictures of the scenery. It’s so beautiful this time of the year.” She glanced around at the trees surrounding the property. Many were starting to turn yellow. She wished that John could see the leaves. John. John. The feeling of uneasiness took over her. She took a big gulp of air and tried not to physically react to her thoughts. The transformation of her face from one of bliss to abject fear along with her sudden hyperventilation did not go unnoticed by Alex. He slowly walked over to her and put an arm around her as to not frighten her. “You’re okay Marlena. It’s safe here. Are you remembering something?” He asked as he drew her closer to him.
She looked up at him wide eyed and pulled away, “It’s nothing”, she said as she pulled her shirt closer to her body. “I just need some fresh air. I think I’ll take a walk.” She grabbed the coat that John had packed for her out of the closet and quickly put it on.
Alex watched from the window as she made her way down the narrow walk. She was beautiful in her long black coat with a black mink collar. He bet the coat had set John Black back a couple of thousand of dollars. He wondered what part of looking at the scenery had affected Marlena so. Regardless, he made a vow to figure it out.
Marlena pulled the coat tighter around her to ward off the brisk wind chill. She put her hands into her pockets and to her surprise they weren’t empty. One of the pockets contained a handkerchief. “Great. Why doesn’t it surprise me that I don’t use Kleenex like to rest of the population?” she thought to herself. She pulled it out for closer inspection. To her surprise the monogrammed initials JB were clearly visible. Automatically, she brought it up to her nose and smelled it. She was suddenly overcome by an intense feeling of love.
She was ashamed for what she was feeling and quickly folded the handkerchief up and placed it gently into her jeans pocket. She then stuck her hand into her other pocket, uneasy about what she might find. She pulled out a ticket stub to an opera that she had never heard of, a tin of mint altoids, a tube of pink lipstick, and a simple pair of cubic zirconium earrings. “What kind of person was I?” She asked herself out loud. “I don’t like Opera, why would I go to one? I can’t stand the color pink and why would I leave earrings in my pocket. At least the altoids are kind of normal.” She put the pieces of her past back into her coat pocket and continued on her quest.
Once she reached the river that she knew bordered Alex’s property on one end, she found a comfortable rock to sit on. She stared at the water rushing by wishing that she could remember who she was. She pulled the handkerchief out of her pocket and brought it to her nose once again. Closing her eyes, she once again smelled it. Overcome once again with an intense feeling of love, Marlena gave into the feeling this time instead of avoiding it. “Why. Why can’t I remember?” she yelled to the sky. As she got up to leave, she failed to notice Alex behind a tree observing her.
“Sure, what do you need help with?” Marlena asked as she walked into the room. She found Alex standing on the countertop waving a broom around. “Uh, Alex, what are you doing?” She asked him quizzically. He looked so flustered waving the broom around trying to hit something that she couldn’t see. She wanted to laugh out loud, but the look on his face kept her from doing so.
“It’s not what you think.” He stated emphatically as he continued to wave the broom around. “Which would be?” Marlena asked as she walked toward the counter trying to get a closer look at whatever if was that Alex was trying to hit. She then noticed a bat in the corner in the room near the window. “Is this what you are afraid of?” she asked as she approached the bat.
“Don’t go near it.” Alex yelled. “It could have rabies or something like that.” “Are you afraid of bats Dr. North” Marlena asked as she raised her eyebrow. She got the dustpan out and took the broom from Alex.
“Can’t stand them.” Alex honestly replied. “I have an intense dislike of all flying objects.” “That surprises me. As a psychiatrist I would have thought that you would have treated yourself to eliminate that fear.” Marlena took the broom and gently coaxed the bat into the dust pan. She took a dish towel and covered her hand before picking up the dust pan. Alex watched in wonder as she opened the door and liberated the bat.
“You seem at ease doing that. Are you sure that you weren’t a veterinarian in a past life?” He asked as he jumped down from the counter.
“Maybe I was,” Marlena replied as she shrugged her shoulders.
“You seem unusually happy this morning. Did you have a good nights sleep?” He asked her. There was something about her that was slightly different today. He wondered briefly if she was having memories of her past. He’d have to ask her about that later when they had a session. He was looking forward to todays session. He wanted to talk to her about why she locked the door to her room last evening.
“Oh, I had a wonderful nights sleep. This place is soooo relaxing. I could stay here forever.” Marlena replied smiling. Alex watched as she walked over to the front window and looked out. “You wouldn’t happen to have a camera here, would you?” she asked.
“No, why?”
“Just thought it might be nice to take some pictures of the scenery. It’s so beautiful this time of the year.” She glanced around at the trees surrounding the property. Many were starting to turn yellow. She wished that John could see the leaves. John. John. The feeling of uneasiness took over her. She took a big gulp of air and tried not to physically react to her thoughts. The transformation of her face from one of bliss to abject fear along with her sudden hyperventilation did not go unnoticed by Alex. He slowly walked over to her and put an arm around her as to not frighten her. “You’re okay Marlena. It’s safe here. Are you remembering something?” He asked as he drew her closer to him.
She looked up at him wide eyed and pulled away, “It’s nothing”, she said as she pulled her shirt closer to her body. “I just need some fresh air. I think I’ll take a walk.” She grabbed the coat that John had packed for her out of the closet and quickly put it on.
Alex watched from the window as she made her way down the narrow walk. She was beautiful in her long black coat with a black mink collar. He bet the coat had set John Black back a couple of thousand of dollars. He wondered what part of looking at the scenery had affected Marlena so. Regardless, he made a vow to figure it out.
Marlena pulled the coat tighter around her to ward off the brisk wind chill. She put her hands into her pockets and to her surprise they weren’t empty. One of the pockets contained a handkerchief. “Great. Why doesn’t it surprise me that I don’t use Kleenex like to rest of the population?” she thought to herself. She pulled it out for closer inspection. To her surprise the monogrammed initials JB were clearly visible. Automatically, she brought it up to her nose and smelled it. She was suddenly overcome by an intense feeling of love.
She was ashamed for what she was feeling and quickly folded the handkerchief up and placed it gently into her jeans pocket. She then stuck her hand into her other pocket, uneasy about what she might find. She pulled out a ticket stub to an opera that she had never heard of, a tin of mint altoids, a tube of pink lipstick, and a simple pair of cubic zirconium earrings. “What kind of person was I?” She asked herself out loud. “I don’t like Opera, why would I go to one? I can’t stand the color pink and why would I leave earrings in my pocket. At least the altoids are kind of normal.” She put the pieces of her past back into her coat pocket and continued on her quest.
Once she reached the river that she knew bordered Alex’s property on one end, she found a comfortable rock to sit on. She stared at the water rushing by wishing that she could remember who she was. She pulled the handkerchief out of her pocket and brought it to her nose once again. Closing her eyes, she once again smelled it. Overcome once again with an intense feeling of love, Marlena gave into the feeling this time instead of avoiding it. “Why. Why can’t I remember?” she yelled to the sky. As she got up to leave, she failed to notice Alex behind a tree observing her.
