Familial Affections

She betrayed me again, for no matter whom I remove from her life she seeks out the most damaging character and drags him back before her, so I am left asking myself what is this lack of unseemly pride. How can she keep returning to these fools who have shown themselves as unworthy as they are pointless, was it not enough she allowed ape boy to return to her bed after revealing he was nothing more than his father’s son. It took only public humiliation on the heels of her mourning before she could see that he would only offer her a lifetime of sleaze, this boy could no more buck the yoke of his mother than the husband could the wife. Again I am disgusted by her lack of judgment, is this some deviant point she is trying to make that anyone else in her bed is preferable to me?

My world of smirking informants was quick to let me know that the mountain had turned up and spent the night at her home. It was not hard for me to put together that somehow his presence was related to the visit my dear Ladonna had recently paid her and it was the content of this rendezvous that had me pacing the floor of my study. The mountain not only was in her house but he had managed to settle in for the night for the next morning his car was still firmly parked in front of the front door, did no one understand the purpose of a driveway was to drive away? His car sat there like a mark left by a spraying tom announcing to all this was his territory. I knew that once and for all I was going to have to have this stray fixed so he never encroached upon what is mine again.

I very rarely stepped inside Ladonna’s house as my uncle and I considered nodding across a crowded room enough familial affection for us both however there are times when needs insist upon direct and swift replies to urgent questions. I did not want to appear agitated so I picked up an antique crystal wine glass which I had appropriated at an earlier visit just in case I required a reason to stroll back over. I was determined to get what I needed as it would be the information I required to remove the mountain.

Ladonna was not surprised to see me so my little subterfuge of the glass had not been required. In fact she looked prepared for this visit and had no doubt been expecting some sort of fall out from her visit, the fall out being me in person. I sat down in the huge acre she called a living room and considered the woman sitting before me. Dressed in every conceivable piece of bad fashion she could squeeze her ample frame in, Ladonna resembled a caricature of the over blown rich wife from the wrong side of the tracks. She was both louder and larger than life and while she pretended to chatting about social niceties I knew from the tense hook of her fingers into her skirts that she was waiting for me to the reason for my visit.

I decided that playing games suited neither of us, she was not a real Dubois and unlike Liselle or Elyce she would not appreciate the verbal toying that we were used to employing in lieu of conversation. I sat down and smiled affably at my Aunt and for once in her life I saw she was uneasy. I gave her the face I generally used when I was about to destroy a competitor and came straight out with my query. What did she say to minxie and not to bother lying for I would not leave without the information I wanted, and if I had to ransack every corner and moment of her life for what I wanted I would do so. I could tell from her face that she understood that when it came to minxie there were no choices, you give me what I want.

Ladonna took a deep breath and revealed our torrid family secret, the one that Axel and her had kept and until recently my sister Liselle. Ahh Liselle, my delicate artic beauty how you shall pay for this indiscretion. I was willing to overlook the Vandersop affair-- after all your torrid lust must have faded to the insipid whirls of dust setting into the cracks of age by now. However this little gem would not go unpunished and you will pay with your flesh, sister or not. I left Ladonna without comment for although this information might have changed her world it had no effect upon mine. Minxie was still minxie and destined to be whatever I wanted her to be, and what I wanted was for her to be was mine.

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