What’s new, pussycats? Well, writing for me, that’s what. Though it’s strange, but you’re catching up to me. With what I wrote last night you’re now about 600 words behind me, which is the closest you, the reader, has come to me, the writer, in the divulgence of this novel. I can stay ahead for a while and hope to pull ahead this weekend, though who knows? We’ll see.
Anyway, while I wrote last night I processed some of the video I shot at Monday night practice. I’ll go into detail on this in a later post, but here you can watch me, along with the other Freshies, going through our drill. I hope to get more footage tonight.
Now, back in the Salem Hospital–Bay #1 to be specific–Pavlina Kirilova is asking Kerry about his Yule plans. And after he gives them, Pavlina has… things to say:
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)
Pavlina regarded Kerry’s answer for nearly five seconds before speaking in a low voice. “During your A Levels—the first year you we both together—Annie handled being away from you over Yule rather well. She was in good spirits the whole time, though she and I often spoke of you during our morning tea. She was happy that you were in San Francisco with your grandparents because she knew how much you missed them: it was for that reason that she could stand not speaking to you the entire time.
“But last Yule—oh, that’s a completely different story. Knowing that you were only a couple of thousand kilometers away she so wanted to speak with you, even see you. She’d spend much of each day alone, either in her room or out in the Lake House. When Annie and I would have morning tea she spent at least a third of our time together distracted, wondering about you. Last Yule you were on her mind more because her love for you had grown.
“And now—” Pavlina gave him a disapproving look. “Knowing your current relationship with your parents and knowing how they abandoned you, Annie is going to be greatly concerned about your wellbeing this Yule. But if you spend it away from her—away from us—you are going to do the one thing you’re trying to prevent: you’re going to ruin her holiday. And you don’t want that, do you?”
Pavlina is savage as hell in her assessment: you go somewhere else for Yule, Ginger Hair Boy, you’re gonna fuck up your soul mate’s holiday. And do we want to imagine an upset, moody, pouty Annie? No. It’s not a good thing. And Pavlina knows it’s not a good thing because she knows her daughter.
And now that Kerry knows…
“No, I—” Kerry lay back and started sobbing as the thought that his actions would destroy Annie’s Yule holiday became overwhelming. “I didn’t know: I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t mean it. I just wanted—”
Pavlina was immediately by his side, placing a comforting hand against his shoulder. “There, there, Kerry. It’s all right.” She smiled down at him. “I was once thirteen and I didn’t always make the best decisions at that age either. Yes?” She waited until Kerry managed to smile through his tears before continuing. “And now that we know all that, we can set about making it all right.
“This is what’s going to happen. I’m supposed to be in the bathroom, so I’m going to have to vanish here rather quickly. Annie and Victor will arrive shortly to see if you’re awake and I should appear not long after. After a few pleasantries are exchanged I’ll bring up the matter of having you for Yule and extend an invitation.” She gave Kerry a probing look. “And you’ll say—?”
He knew there was only one answer. “Yes.”
“Good.” Pavlina moved to the foot of his bed. “I’ll be back in a bit. And do I need to remind you that—”
He shook his head. “You were never here.”
Pavlina smiled. “Clever boy.” A moment later she vanished.
In the end Kerry realizes he screwed up bad–but Pavlina is there to help him fix it. She’s not only making sure he sees the light, but also lets him know he’s welcome to stay with them and that thirteen year old kids don’t always have the best decision making abilities in the world. Kerry thought he was doing the right thing at the start of the day. He wasn’t. It’s gonna be fixed. End of story.
Let’s remember: one, he is thirteen years old. I know it’s easy to slip up and think Annie and Kerry are far older than they act, but then they’ll turn around and prove they are just fourteen and thirteen respectively. Under the best of situations a teenager is expected to fuck up more than get it right, and that’s a right Kerry is allowed.
Which leads to two: Kerry isn’t a normal teenager. On this day he’s been hit with his deepest fear while dealing with a hellstorm of emotions due to his hormones being all messed up. And he’s had to deal with his girlfriend’s parents being around and then–and then–going out and getting into an on-and-off-track altercation with a crazy person. Sure, Annie’s invitation happened at the start of the day, but one of the things not mentioned here is that Annie had weeks to work on Kerry–
Which leads to three: What Annie Wants, Annie Gets. And she will ’cause Mama has had a little clandestine meeting with Kerry and planned the setup–
Now to make it work.