A Memory Unchained (5 page)
She was thinking about all the male statues around her
when Rex walked toward her. He smiled.
“I know this is the work of the masters, but…” she hesi-
tated. Rex laughed. “You are blushing again Mon Chéri.
Enough sightseeing for today!” He laughed again.
“I think so, I could use one of those beautiful sidewalk
cafés right now!”
“As you wish, just across the square,” he pointed toward
the corner.
“I’ve never walked so much in my life. My legs are
killing me!” She rubbed her calves as they relaxed in the small cafe.
Rex laughed as he suggested, “Now, about the party
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I’m having. Will tomorrow night be alright?” Rex looked
delighted with himself.
“What have you got up your sleeve? You look a little
devilish!”
“Just a few friends – to meet you!”
“Tomorrow will be fine. I should be able to walk again
by then.” She smiled as the waiter placed a delicious smelling bowl of pottage in front of her. Where else but in Paris would a bowl of soup look and smell so delicious!
Pamela had trouble falling asleep. Her
sightseeing trip through Paris had been exhausting. She
wondered what Rex had planned for the next day. She
glanced at the roses on the dresser from Jeff, still blooming beautifully.
It hadn’t been very long ago she had attended Janice’s
party. She could replay every moment in her thoughts. Her eyes closed as she remembered that special time.
It had been a perfect evening for a party! The sky was
blue, crisp, and clear. Every star sparkled like a faceted diamond. The moon looked like a giant light bulb dan-gling in the sky. Pamela stood for a long moment at the
entrance before she rang the door chimes. She took a deep breath and wondered again if she should turn around and
run while she still could.
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She remembered how the butler had answered the door
before she could turn around. She hesitated as she slowly handed him the gold engraved invitation. Walking slowly
into the brightly lit dining room, she could feel the eyes and see the heads turn as she passed by. She felt like her blue chiffon was making a hit! She caught sight of Janice making her way through the crowd toward her. She breathed
a sigh of relief seeing a familiar face!
Janice began bubbling all over her.
“Oh, Pamela, how wonderful you look, your cocktail
dress, it’s exquisite! I must talk to you later about designing one for me!” She paused just long enough to take a
breath. “But now I have too many people I want you to
meet, come.”
She took Pamela by the arm, pushing their way through
the crowd! Pamela wondered why the buddy-buddy act?
Janice acted like they were long lost friends. She followed along thinking, “There is no sense ruining a perfectly good evening. Besides my dress may just gather a few more
customers for “Orlands,” thanks to Jill!”
Before Janice wandered on to the next group of impor-
tant people, she whispered in Pamela’s ear.
“Is that dress your own creation?”
Pamela paused for a moment.
“Well, it’s all in the family,” she said, thinking to herself that Jill wouldn’t mind her omitting a long explanation!
“You must design something for me! It’s utterly sub-
lime.” She was gushing with admiration and envy.
“It would be a pleasure. Please, come in anytime. We
should be able to do something very nice for you.” Pamela smiled.
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It was gratifying to know she looked good. This outing
had cost her a lot of time and money trying to look just
that way. Tonight she definitely felt elegant and Jill had seen to that.
Pamela circulated slowly, talking with the different
business people she knew and the women she had done
fashion creations for. Everyone who was anyone in Boston
society was present. Janice had outdone herself. Her parties were always spectacular!
Pamela had been trapped by one of her competitors
and was becoming bored with his boastful talk when Janice took her by the arm and rescued her. She pulled Pamela
aside and whispered there was someone she wanted her
to meet.
“Thank you, anything would be better than old bor-
ing!” she laughed.
“Come, you must meet him!”
“He’s been watching you all evening,” she said, whis-
pering softer. She followed Janice toward the terrace to a group of small intimate tables. As they worked their way
through the crowd Pamela noticed the very handsome man
sitting at the far table. He was definitely worth a second look she thought. She didn’t have time for another look;
they were headed straight for his table. Pamela felt her face flush. She wondered if the heat was on or if it was just her?
She smiled as Janice introduced her.
“Jeff, this is Pamela Thornton.” Janice smiled and fin-
ished her introduction. Pamela felt she was really buttering her up for something.
“Really?” he said in a deep voice. “Maybe I’ll just steal you from Orlands.” His silver blue eyes sparkled as he
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talked.
Janice ignored his entire conversation and interrupted
with, “Jeff owns a string of department stores, Desmonds
of New York. How many now Jeff?” she said.
He looked embarrassed!
“Oh, a couple or so, and I can always use another sharp
designer!” He smiled at Pamela and took her hand and led
her out of Janice’s clutches!
“Well,” he said, “that’s a relief. That woman tends to
get on my nerves, money or not!”
They both laughed. Pamela couldn’t keep her eyes off
his. They were as blue as the sky with a glint of silver every now and then. When he looked at her she felt as if he could hypnotize her easily!
As the evening progressed they took longer glances
at each other, as if a veil between them were being lifted slowly. They danced at a proper distance to every slow
dance and talked through the fast ones.
It was becoming evident that Jeff Desmond was inter-
ested in her! She couldn’t remember feeling this kind of
excitement in a long time. It was a feeling she had tucked away! For over a year she had suppressed the desire for a man but now she had met someone who stirred up that
old feeling. It scared her!
“Silly,” she thought. “Only moonstruck teenagers feel
this way.” Pamela rubbed her hands, they were perspiring.
Her face felt flushed. Had to be a hot flash she assured
herself!
By the time the party ended she was more relaxed in
his arms as he led her around the dance floor. The proper distance shortened as he pulled her closer to his chest.
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His soft voice and gentle personality made her feel
comfortable. The evening slipped by too quickly and finally Jeff got around to asking the big question.
“Are you married?”
“Widowed,” she answered with no hesitation, “a year
and a half ago. This is actually my first social outing.”
She decided to tell it like it was, even if Jill had warned her not to!
“I admire your honesty!” he said.
“And you?” she asked. “Are you married?”
“Divorced,” he answered. “She left me years ago. Took
our son when he was six months old. Left me for a guy
with plenty of money, gave her what I couldn’t then!”
He hesitated. “I was pretty shook up for a long time,” he paused again, “until this friend of mine took me under his wing.” Pamela listened with interest.
“By the time I got my life together it was too late to
find her.”
“Where did they go?” She asked.
“Europe, I was told. I never saw my son after that. I
tried to locate them, but I couldn’t afford to hunt them.
I had to learn to live all over again. I wanted my son!” his voice dropped.
“It must have been hard to pick up the pieces,” she
said concerned.
“Wasn’t easy,” he said quickly. “I had a lot of help,” he smiled.
“What about you? Have you picked up the pieces?”
“I think so, but my daughter doesn’t! She insisted I
come to this party tonight. She worries about me like I
was the daughter!”
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“I’m glad she won,” he said.
“Me too,” she said softly.
“We have a lot in common, don’t we?” he said. “We’re
both working hard to overcome something! Looks like
we’re surviving!” He smiled and Pamela felt a strange ache in her stomach!
“I think you’re right,” she agreed. Pamela’s heart
pumped faster. Had she met a Christian man right out of
the gate? That would be too good to be true.
She wondered, should she mention her faith? She de-
cided to omit the subject of religion for the time being.
It had been a beautiful night. “A wonderful way to get
back into circulation,” she thought. She didn’t even mind Janice’s overbearing attitude! After all, she had introduced her to Jeff. It was unusual for her to meet a man she could be at ease with immediately. Jeff Desmond was definitely
that way! Pamela smiled to herself.
Pamela began her round of thank-yous and goodbyes
as the party began breaking up.
Jeff escorted her to the door and then to her car!
“I enjoyed the evening,” he said firmly. “Can we do it
again? Soon?”
“I’d like that.” Pamela flashed her beautiful smile over
her shoulder as she slid into her car.
“Do you like to fish?” he asked.
“Uh,” she paused, and then laughed. “Not really, I’m
a terrible sailor!”
“How about tennis?” he fired back.
“Sure. I’m not very good, but I love to play.”
“Great,” he said. “Saturday at my club. Shall I pick
you up?”
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“Will it be convenient if I just meet you? Got to get
back to the office early Saturday afternoon.” She needed
an out, just in case they didn’t hit it off the second time!
Pamela watched him in the rearview mirror as she
pulled out of Janice’s circle drive.
He looked so handsome in his white dinner jacket!
He waved again. Pamela smiled and said to herself softly,
“Thanks Janice, I owe you another one!”
Pamela couldn’t wait to call Jill. It was late, but she
promised she would call. Jill was as excited as her mother!
“I was hoping you’d call, I wasn’t sleeping,” she said. “You’re a little late getting home aren’t you?” Jill joked.
From her mother’s description of the evening, Jill
caught Jeff’s name immediately!
“Is he good looking Mom?”
“Well, yes, but just a very interesting, well-adjusted
man.”
“And available!”
“Jill!” Pamela chided.
“Just kidding Mom, I’m so glad! It’s what I prayed for!
Are you going to see him again?” She added with no pause
in-between.
“Uh-huh, Saturday, for tennis!”
“Super, It’s just what you need, a boyfriend!”
“Wait a minute young lady! He’s just a very nice
man!”
“Okay,” Jill agreed. “But give him a chance, prom-
ise?”
“I promise, just for you!” and added swiftly, “whose
the mother in this outfit anyway?” Pamela laughed. Jill
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daughter!
Pamela had been euphoric about the whole evening.
Meeting Jeff was an added blessing. It was the first time she had even given any man a second look since Tom’s death.
Jill’s insistence made that evening possible.
Paris was especially beautiful in the evening. The breeze that blew in her open patio door gave her the idea to just sit outside and relax for a while. She hadn’t had any time alone since she arrived in Paris.
It was a nice feeling. The quiet was pierced only by the
sounds of crickets. A sweet aroma from the flowers that
surrounded the patio filled the air. She was enchanted
with Paris.
Pamela sank back into the soft patio chair.
A familiar sound rang in her ears. It was the sound
of tennis players. “Who would be playing at this time of
night?” she wondered. It was evident not everyone suffered from jetlag! It was still early for them! She walked to the edge of the court and watched a game in progress.
She was immediately taken back in time to a memory
chained in her heart. She thought of her first date with Jeff Desmond to play tennis. It had been a beautiful Saturday, perfect for a game of tennis.
Pamela remembered how nervous she had been. She
changed her clothes three times before deciding on a cute navy blue outfit. At least she would look like she knew
what she was doing!
Jeff had been waiting for her on the front steps. He
waved when he spotted her car.
“Hope I’m not late, traffic was terrible!”
She smiled.
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“You’re just on time!” he said as he pulled her door
open, beckoning the doorman to park her car!
“Are you ready for this?” he asked, smiling in a very
intriguing way.
“I warned you, I’m really rusty. I haven’t played in a
very long time!”
“Yeah, I’ve heard that one before, I’ll just wait and see!”
he laughed.
Pamela remembered that day as she watched the young
couple on the tennis court in Paris. They were conversing very poorly in French and she couldn’t understand a word
they were saying! She did understand their laughter.
