“Daddy, I can’t wait until it gets warm so we can swim in our pool,” Lily shouted excitedly.
Their sweet girl was the most excited of the three about the move. She appeared to be over the trouble at school, finally, and Eliza was most excited about that.
The new house boasted great amenities, but they came at a cost. The pool, larger kitchen, and office were things Eliza et al had always wanted, but the bedrooms were like closets. So were the dining and living rooms, but the smaller size made them feel cozier which was appropriate for those type of rooms. Tiny bedrooms, however, were initially a deal-breaker. But, after looking around the area, she learned it came with the territory. Unless they wanted to blow their budget for a grander house, the small rooms would have to do.
“Good morning, dear,” she said to Breanne as she sauntered into the kitchen. “How was your night?”
“An utter waste of time. I made friends with one of the girls though.”
That wasn’t exactly the news Eliza expected, but it was not surprising. At least she made a friend. Her life lacked those. Both their lives did. Speaking of which, after breakfast, there was one last person with whom she needed to make amends. The one thing that tormented her the most during the last few weeks was knowing she hurt a friend. Eliza fired shots upon Mary, but Asia got wounded in the crossfire. What an ugly mess.
“Would you like to come in?”
“No. Thank you. I’ll be brief.”
Eliza followed Asia to sit on the porch and prepared to issue a brief statement.
“I’m disappointed it took you so long to come over here,” Asia said.
Eliza shifted in her seat. “I know.”
Faithful are the wounds of a friend. It hurt to hear the disappointment, but the pain gave way to relief upon learning she still considered her a friend. “I’m not an evil person, Asia.”
“Ok.”
She didn’t believe her. How could Eliza convince her without telling the entire Eliza Simovitch story? Asia could be trusted, but it wasn’t a good time. Maybe one day in the distant future over tea. Or never.
“I shouldn’t excuse what I did, but … I’m not excusing it. But, I…”
Eliza had so much more to work through. She cared too much about people’s opinion of her. Especially Asia’s. Why couldn’t she just say her truth without fear of judgment?
“Good heavens, Eliza. I’m not the press. Just say it!”
She hadn’t realized how much she missed her smiling face and positive outlook. Pulling in a slow breath, she tried again. “There are things you don’t know about me. Painful things. They’ve been haunting me for a very long time, and I’ve become someone I’m not proud of because of these things.”
Asia’s head bobbed along with her. “We’ve all got skeletons stashed away somewhere. At least you know what they are now.”
“Indeed. I realized haven’t been good to you. Even long before the incident. But, you’ve never abandoned me. I can’t say I deserve that level of friendship, but I do appreciate it.”
“Of course.”
“I apologize for my behavior, and I’m glad you’ve found a better friend in Mary.”
“Have you spoken with her?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
Spring had arrived finally, but the air was still too frigid for a friendly chat on the porch. Besides, she still needed to tell her about the move and cleared her throat. “Well, I should be going. We’re leaving soon.”
“Oh! Family outing? Where to?”
Eliza’s stomach churned again. She halfway hoped Mary had already spread the gossip about their departure. “Brindleton Bay. We’re moving.”
Asia’s jaw dropped and hands flew to her hips. “Eliza Pancakes! Why am I just now hearing about this?”
Her mouth opened a few times, but no words came out. “I couldn’t face you.”
That look of pity settled on Asia’s face. “Oh, Eliza. What’s going on with you?”
“I do not wish to explain at the moment, but just know I have a long list of issues to address. I need a fresh start. I don’t want to be haunted by my sins anymore.”
“Sounds like running away to me.”
“It’s not that at all. I swear to you.” She sighed. “I wish I could explain it to you, but I simply can’t. Not right now.”
“Ok. Ok. I believe you.”
“I’m very sor–“
“It’s ok!” She placed her hand on Eliza’s knee. “I can see that whatever this is about is very hard for you. It’s fine. I hope you find what you need in Brindleton Bay. And, when you’re ready, I hope you’ll invite me over sometime.”
The pressure of tears were so strong. She had to end this. “Thank you. I will. I do hate to be abrupt, but Robert and Breanne will be leaving for work soon. We all wanted to leave the house together, so …”
“Don’t let me keep you. Good luck on everything. And, congrats, Chief!”
At last, Eliza left the Pruett residence, as hard as it was. She wanted to say so much to her only friend, but her mouth wouldn’t let it out.
The Pancakes family left Courtyard Lane together with mixed feelings. Lexi cried and missed her room already. Lily just wanted to see the new pool. Robert didn’t say much about it, and Breanne couldn’t seem to get out fast enough. What a motley crew they were.
The cold, spring rains met them there. It was an annoying reminder of the new climate they’d have to get used to. Rainy springs and frozen winters were not Eliza’s idea of a good time, but they had to take the good with the bad.
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Within an hour of the Pancakes’ arrival, the neighbors began pouring in. Eliza felt so warm and welcomed and a bit nostalgic for the days of baking fresh fruit cake for the new neighbors. It was good to see this practice had not been lost in modern times.
The neighbors were so sophisticated and well dressed. She understood Brindleton Bay was a high class area and swore that was not the reason for choosing that house. If anything, being among the upper echelon would surely intimidate her now that she understood what her issues were. The pull to be more than what she was would be the strongest it’s ever been. Leaning on Robert would be the best manner in which to overcome, but would she do it? She certainly hoped so. Her new life depended on it.
The new start is scary and exciting!
This chapter made it seem like Eliza had been intentionally mean, and I’d never felt that. I assumed it was lack of self-monitoring and obliviousness to social cues. Maybe I’ve been misunderstanding Eliza and she’s more adept than I realized.
Hey Cathy!
Oooh this is a good conundrum. I don’t want to say, “Yes, you’re right and you’ve misunderstood her,” or, “No, you’re wrong,” because it could be both. Or, neither! 😀 I’ll explain how I see it and let you decide. 🙂
Eliza is referring to some really old interactions here. Some date waaaaay back to the beginning of the story. Remember when they got the hot tub and Eliza was so happy that she had something the Pruett’s didn’t have? And, remember the time Asia came over, and Eliza was bragging about the hot tub, and Asia implied they couldn’t afford one yet, and at the end of that conversation Eliza insulted her by saying she shouldn’t pretend to know what it’s like to struggle financially for her benefit? Purposefully or not, that is not the way to treat a friend. Incidents like that happened a lot on and off camera, and Eliza now realizes how she could have been a better friend.
What do you think now?
I think that Eliza has a lot more social and self awareness than I thought she did. I saw her more as bumbling along, inadvertently hurting others through her lack of awareness.
Ahhh ok. Yeah, I suppose she does. Climbing the social ladder is a game you have to know how to play. I can see her making blunders because she’s not graceful, but she still knows how to play. So, I guess I’m still on the fence with it lol.
That’s an interesting take on Eliza. She’s a hugely interesting character. 😀
My own thoughts are that I always felt Eliza knew she was being mean but couldn’t stop herself. She was compelled to be that way in order to maintain the picture she had of herself at all cost.
It’s cool how a group of people can see the same character in different ways. 🙂 Your thoughts kind of remind me of Hyacinth Bucket in a way lol. I often see her that way too. Just two ladies trying to climb the social ladder but going about it in the complete wrong way.
Yes! Hyacinth Bucket… I mean “Bouquet.” LOLOL
Yes, “Bouquet!” LOL
Yes! “It’s a terrible thing to lose one’s Daddy just before a cheese and wine.”
“I’m not an evil person, Asia.”
“Ok.” Bwaaahaaaahaaaa! I don’t know, but I loved that part.
I’m glad Asia is such a forgiving person and I’m also glad Eliza finally had the courage to face her and clear the air. I think living among the upper crust, something she’s always aspired to, will be hard for her. She will need Bob more than ever now to lean on and to be honest with her if she forgets to check herself.
I love their house, btw!
The way this all went with the Pancakes is so good, and so satisfying. I really wish them the best. <3
HA! I’m glad you enjoyed that short little spat LOL.
Yeah, it’ll definitely be hard for her. I hope Bob is up for the task lol. I’m really glad you’ve enjoyed the Pancakes story! It certainly has been a ride!
I tried to read but I was not able to access anything on your site
Yeah it’s still down. I’m changing hosts. Might be a few days.
who are you going to for a new hosts
Blue Host
what made you choose that host (just curious)
They had a really good deal that I had to take. I was unhappy with my previous host. And I had them once before.
When I was studying up I had read about some negatives About blogspot. WordPress had a -2 and that was the limited amount of pictures it could be stored up and I went for three years until I had To upgrade
I’m still on WordPress. I’m switching web hosts.
Still reading this one and wow what a nice house and pool! I hope this new start will be good for Eliza and Robert. I think it would be hilarious if Breane got drunk and did some funny business w/ Josh she needs to lose her inhibition at least once. I’m curios what packs do you have? I just was gifted ROM from a coworker and love it so far. I have two stories going. Can’t wait to read more of this and check out your other stories.
Oh that would be so fun to watch! LOL she does need to be out of control at least once. I have all the packs except ROM, Moschino, and my first pet I think. What’s your blog?