the telephone rang fifty minutes earlier, Attorney Dara Jensen had been
silently grateful to the unknown party on the other end.
The call had effectively ended her mother’s latest,
not-very-subtle commentary on everything that was wrong in Dara’s
life. Carlotta had been
making similar comments from the moment she settled into Dara’s place
after returning from London. Now,
though, Dara wasn’t so sure the call was a blessing.
listened to her mother’s telephone conversation with a sense of déjà
vu. Carlotta was deep in
discussion with Dara’s younger sister Dawn.
The topic of their discussion was – as always – Dawn’s
‘tortured’ love life.
loved her little sister deeply. But
lately she had no patience for the way Dawn seemed unable to commit to
any one person at a time. She
was always in the midst of one relationship with an eye toward what she
thought might be a more suitable one.
current situation with Nikolas Cassadine was a prime example.
As soon as the newly married prince had gotten news of Dawn’s
close proximity to the terrorist attack in London, he had flown directly
there. Dara suspected that
Nikolas’ decision was influenced by the fact that his half-brother
Lucky was also in harm’s way. But
Dawn had immediately concluded that the disaster opened Nikolas’ eyes
to the true desires of his heart. Never
mind that her previous relationship with Nikolas ended because Dawn
could not deny her attraction to Nikolas’ brother Lucky.
it is understandable.” Dara
was pulled from her thoughts by her mother’s words.
“Make the necessary arrangements and then come on home.”
is coming to Port Charles?” Dara asked.
She is canceling the rest of her concert tour and coming here.
She’s been through an ordeal and wants to spend some quiet time
skepticism must have shown on her face.
“Give your sister the benefit of the doubt,” Carlotta said
sharply. She stared at her
daughter for a long time. “Or
maybe you’ve forgotten how to do that now that you’re such close
friends with Nikolas’ aunt.”
are we really going to get into a discussion about who has the stronger
connection to the Cassadine family?”
Two weeks of silently enduring her mother’s unsolicited
commentary on her life had eroded Dara’s patience.
“Cause I don’t believe it was me who spent the night with
Stefan Cassadine in my bed.”
how you speak to me, little girl! I
am still your mother.” Carlotta
tapped her fingernails on the tabletop for emphasis.
“And for the record, nothing happened between Stefan and me. He was just showing me a little compassion and support.”
face softened. “Baby, I know that you think that I am nagging you.
I just don’t want you to be alone.
You need someone in your life.
A man who loves you and is there for you.”
matter how complicated her situation might be, Dawn is out there putting
her heart on the line. That takes courage,” Carlotta told her daughter.
“And courage is a Jensen trait.”
had a flash of memory, a recollection of an intimate late night
conversation. ”Why do
I want you when I have so much more to lose than you?” she repeated
slowly. “Cause the heart
wants what it wants,” had been the reply.
rose quickly from the table. She
grabbed her jacket from the back of her chair and headed for the front
door. “Don’t wait up
for me, Mama. I won’t be
coming home tonight.”
37,000 feet, somewhere across the Pacific Ocean, one month later ~