Alice watched as Suzanne unfolded before her eyes and began to cry. “I just can’t take any more of this. I’m in such a mess. I could lose my job, my reputation. Everything. I just don’t know how to get out of it.”
“Get out of what?” Helene asked.
Suzanne leaned her head back against the bed and began to talk.
As she listened, sadness settled over Alice. Her momentary feelings of being glad her sisters’ lives were a mess began to quickly subside as she listened to the agony in Suzanne’s voice as she talked about Jeff and how he had taken naked pictures of her. Suzanne’s life was far from perfect. She was lonely and scared.
Alice reached over and touched her sister’s cheek. “I always thought you had everything. Your big-city life and big-city job. I never knew. I would have tried to help somehow if I had known. I just always thought it was all so good.”
“See,” Suzanne smiled weakly at Alice, “Helene’s the one with the perfect life, not me, that’s for sure.”
“Do you really think that?” Helene asked.
“Well, you have it all.” Suzanne listed things off, finger by finger. “Big house, big cars, handsome husband, great son. What in your life is not perfect?”
“My marriage.” Helene stared down at the floor.
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