Page 157 of Love Undiscovered
“About us. We need to talk about us if you want us to be together again, don't you think?” Chance asks Helen.
“Hmmm. Maybe.” She sounds flippant.
“Why maybe?”
“I don't think I trust you yet, Chancey,” she says. “You seem upset about Mimi, and that’s not how this story goes.”
“How does this story go?” he asks.
“You know,” Helen says. “You know exactly how it goes.”
“Okay. Why don't we go somewhere and talk about it, just me and you.”
“Just me and you?” she asks.
“Yeah. We’ll go somewhere quiet, just the two of us. Like we used to do. Before.”
“Before,” she says, continuing to parrot what he says. Her face changes, softens almost, and she looks at him, her eyes wide. “You mean it?”
“I do.” His voice softens. “I want us to go away, just me and you. Please. We can talk. I've missed you.”
Chance is convincing. So much so that I start to doubt why he's here. What if this is all real and he wants her.
Fuck!
I can’t think. My thoughts are too jumbled.
“We were so good together,” Helen says. “That’s why I'm here, so Mimi can go, and we can be together again.”
“Mimi doesn't matter to you and me,” Chance tells her.
“She doesn't?” Helen asks.
“No,” Chance says, inching his way closer to us. “She's not even a blip on our radar.”
“You're lying! I always know when you're lying!” Helen swings the gun in Chance's direction. He stops.
I try to catch his eye, but he won’t look at me. He only has eyes for Helen.
“Helen,” Chance soothes. “Have I ever lied to you?”
“No,” she says softly, her mood rapidly changing again. “You were always good about that, Chancey. Can we go to the park?”
“The park?” Chance asks.
“Where we had our first date. You remember? You made me a picnic.”
“How could I forget?” he asks. “But, Helen, Rai—”
“Uh uh uh, Chancey, no reason to tell anyone where we're going.”
“Okay, we won't tell anyone,” he says. “But I think there's a firesomewhere overthere right now.”
“There won't be a fire. Not in our special place. Besides, if we're going to talk, it has to be somewhere special. And our first date was special.” She lowers the gun to her side. “It was special, right, Chancey?”
“It was, Helen,” he agrees.
“Okay, then, it's settled.”
