Chapter 34



“—It’s all true.  You knew what you were saying, the ‘Last of the Bellen Line’, I offered to help in the studio today and you couldn’t even look me in the face!  I’m not Michael, Daddy, but I’m a Bellen and I can make pots and urns better than most anybody, I can work with clay and detail better than Michael ever could.”

Will lifted his chin and his voice, “That’s no way to talk about your dead brother.”  His hand on his neck began to rub back and forth.

“Still defending him, he’s not even here.”

Will backed up against the doorway, “That’s just about enough, I loved you both.  You just don’t understand.”  Will put his hands on his face, “I just… with you… after your mother died.”  Will tried to form a thought and his brow wavered up and down, then he dropped his hand’s to his sides and looked up toward Abby with surrender, “Hon, I love you, I appreciate everything you’ve done, but this is not the place for you.”

“Don’t understand.  Not the place for me.  That’s just beautiful.”  Abby looked up in the air and raised her hands, “You hear that Mom, he pretends I don’t exist for twenty years and then says I don’t understand.”  She dropped her hands and looked back at Will, “Make me understand.  Make me understand why, when I keep reaching out to you, you keep pushing me away.  Why are you pining away waiting for his return when your daughter is right here to help you?  Make me understand cuz I don’t.  I don’t understand.  I don’t understand why you won’t let me, your daughter, help you.  More important I don’t understand why you’re killing yourself in the process.  Make me understand.”

“You wanna know?” said Will, his eyes lighting up, his back straightening from a slump.

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