The Silence of Lies

The silence was deceiving, like the calm within the eye of a storm, it led those foolish enough to be misled by the absence of activity to believe none was forthcoming. My beautiful sister, in her remote existence had been neglecting to provide me with her attention so to remedy this I decided that she and Elyce should offer to aid Minxie in her packing. After all, the gathering of a trousseau is special moment in a young woman’s life and poor Minxie, so alone in the world should have her dear cousins in attendance. In order to ensure this occurred I crossed the drive of our compound to visit a very difficult to pinpoint Elyce.

The moment glass shatters there is one crystalline, musical note of protest before the fracture, it fills the air, warning of the impending doom and as it disintegrates from a whole into slivers the sound fades into a clatter. When my cousin answered her phone I saw the guarded look steal across her face and that pure, crystalline sound filled the air between us, disallowing the mantle of a lie. For a brief moment, an electric glow flicked across her eyes and I knew she was speaking to Minxie. I watched her agree to whatever mischief Minxie had brewing and the knowledge that there was only one day left between the fruition of my plans and the slaking of my desires became too much to bear. Elyce may not assume the stricken look of a trapped creature in my presence, but she does like to maintain a healthy distance between my intent and her survival. Today she did not have the luxury of remaining peripheral to my scrutiny and she was the only one within reach when the waves of desire for Minxie exploded into a torrent of lust. I managed only to control myself until the door to the room was closed and she became privy to the wild passion that would soon deconstruct my beloved.

While Elyce veils herself in a cloak of guarded caution in my presence, my sister detaches herself from reality and leaves me with the pale shadow of her being. My unexpected and unannounced arrival caught my lovely sister enjoying the latest fashion publication in the privacy of a meticulous garden. Her beauty never as evident as when she sits in repose, a vision of Dubois perfection and the recent sating of my hunger did nothing to hinder the stirring in my groin. Had my communication not been of such import who knows what afternoon delights we might have shared? As my shadow fell over hers it was not so much a visual interpretation of her change as much as the chilling of the atmosphere surrounding us that revealed her knowledge of my presence. She had not moved an atom, her languid repose as frozen as her heart yet I could feel the arctic glaze of her hate fill the void between us. Love, hate, it is all the same passion to me, it warms my loins and amuses my heart so why would I deny myself either.

Liselle did not ignore as much as refuse to acknowledge my existence as her displeasure over our impending soiree did not amuse her. Once would think that my being occupied elsewhere would be a bonus, a reason for her to rejoice but with her unfathomable logic Liselle has tried her best to keep Minxie at a distance. Knowing that I am no longer in frame of mind that accepts any more interference with these particular plans I suggested that she accompany Elyce to aid in the relocation of our new cousin. Liselle did no more than glance across the top of her magazine, her cool green eyes glinting in the sun and I knew that my word would be heeded. It was from here that I decided to make one final call before returning to my own mansion.

I stood in the open doorway pleased to discover that the bedlam of the last week had calmed down to a dull roar and various workmen were in the cleaning up phase of their work. Ladonna was bellowing conflicting instructions with a sherry in one hand and a phone in the other, in full voice and half mind. Anticipation had me almost mellow with joy and I stood for second enjoying the spectacle until my Aunt caught sight of me and hurriedly stomped across the room. Her smile was almost immediate, I say almost for there was a second, the briefest of moments where I caught her eyes shining with the same glint of Liselle, the same glow of Elyce. I realised that I was not going to obtain the pleasure of Minxie without interference and my blood felt the trickle of challenge colour its black depths. As I had mentioned previously I would not brook any interference with my plans however, if there was going to be a skirmish involving all three of my women, well four if the darling Lucinda is included, I am very much there. I smiled at Ladonna and her face closed back up into a mask of lies which confirmed my suspicion and to use a vile cliché, this really put the icing on my cake.

Previous Next