Saturday, December 22, 2012

22 - "I knew your father. We all did"

Even as I stood with my back to her I could feel her watching me, the woman dressed in black on the other side of the room. Mother had taken me to one of her parties in a grandiose apartment on Park Avenue, one of the sort I keep dreaming about (literarily).

I tried not to look but my curiosity got the better of me. She sat there alone, close to the bar, all the other women swarmed around rich looking men dressed in tailored suits holding filled up whiskey glasses. I went up to her and asked her if she knew me. "No" she said, "but I knew your father". My heart stopped for what felt like more than a minute, I had always thought I was the only one.

She looked around the room and for a second I thought I saw a glimpse of contempt in her jade green eyes before she came back to me and smiled crookedly: "we all did."


  1. This must have been such an intriguing experience! I know for sure that I'm intrigued.

  2. The feeling of familiarity must've been comforting somehow.

    +To Me It Matters+

  3. I wonder if your father was infamous for something.

    Have You Seen Love

  4. There's something about knowing people.
    Not everyone means the same by knowing.
    'we all did' probably meant that his goodness extended across more boundaries than your thoughts about it probably do.
    I didn't share much of love with my dad initially, then getting to know him made me realise, how wrong I was, back then.
    Dont judge someone by what some person tells you. Wait for your true knowledge to guide you. Hope you find your answers.
    Take Care.

  5. Your heart must have skipped a beat.

  6. Do you get as lost in your world writing it as I do reading it? Merry Christmas Avy.