Two Little Birdies

In her journey to ensure my doom, my precious discovered two little pigeons playing on a hill and as she rolled past them silently, her heart buried in fumes of betrayal, I required no enlightenment as I was the master of their destiny tugging at the strings of their lives. Minxie, true to the passion and ignorance of her nature trundled back to town and sat in her favourite Northside café while seething in the sting of disloyalty. That her new best friend had found solace in the arms of her old best friend was not of concern to me as I had engineered enough casual contact between them anticipating that in such a social network the inevitable was well—inevitable. The dear lambs took to each other and so began a clandestine affair that appears to have only been hidden to Minxie as the rest of the town has been privy to their amorous association for quite some time.

When malice arises, then Elyce comes running for she is usually in the mix when it comes to the aftermath of tragedy, either of her own making or merely as a spectator enjoying the misery of others. For as much as misery loves company, Elyce loves the company of those in misery and when I was informed of her presence joining Minxie I knew there was no comfort to be had there for either of them. I would have graced them with my elegant presence if not for my personal vow to allow fate to take its course, fate being Minxie and its course being my wishes. However, I do not wish to rob life of all the possibilities for surprise and left the two Dubois women to the plots of evil intent that all Dubois women enjoy be they of blood or marriage.

Speaking of Dubois women of marriage, Ladonna with the imperfect wisdom of one attempting to prolong my absence from Minxie’s bed has decided to redecorate her top floor to accommodate her impending guest. Now paint, a bit of satin, a smidge of velvet, are things I will tolerate but strange new locks upon strange new doors are objects that require my immediate attention. I wandered over to my Aunt’s abode to find a near impossible occurrence, a house devoid of bellowing and her intrusive bulk administering contradictive orders to annoyed workers. Instead, they were subject to my scrutiny as they answered my queries while the vague shadow of alarm caressed the back of their minds. I returned to my home contemplating the base purpose of this activity as I had made it clear that Minxie would adorn my bed after our welcoming ball. My Aunt appears to disregard the fact that my entire life is an exercise in self-restraint and she either believes that I will lose all control and accost Minxie the second she steps foot inside the compound or she has lost all sight of reality and believes she can prevent my intent from becoming intentioned. Her endeavor to introduce a physical barrier to Minxie is as futile as it is ill conceived for she fails to realise that I would happily burn her domicile to ashes in order to obtain the object of my desire.

I sat in my study wondering if I should allow Elyce the joy of my company while partaking in a subtle interrogation but then I realised this would be cheating. Whatever the girls are planning I shall embrace with delight, not because I doubt their integrity, I fully comprehend that the nubile daughters of this fair city have my demise on their immediate agenda. However endearing this engagement might be I am also reminded of the truth of my life and what will inevitably be the truth of this comedy when it concerns my downfall, better men than they have tried and failed.

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