From Bill Chandler’s perspective,
She was a good worker, but extremely private. Her path had been clear; work, no play, and avoid everyone. I’d seen her deal with executives and office boys alike, and put up barriers that no one could penetrate. She made herself deliberately unattractive and unapproachable for reasons unknown.
Over time I tried to penetrate that steely exterior with moderate success, trying to get to know her better. And, in doing so I discovered she apparently had a bad experience early on in life with someone, and it had affected her deeply.
Of course, it didn’t progress much more than that one admission, not until the divorce. It was long and problematical because Ellen had chosen to go the hard route rather than just call it off, perhaps to make me realize just what I had put her through. The sad fact was, there was nothing I could do to make it right, now or in the future.
But because of that, and because it seemed to Jennifer that I needed someone to ‘lean’ on in my time of trouble, she became the only person I could talk to. It wasn’t difficult. We were both working long hours in each others company, and neither of us had a desire to go home.
Then three months ago, something happened and everything changed.
Well, it changed between us, but to the outside world, no one would ever know. That didn’t mean we hadn’t been friends of a sort before that, it was just we were, well, I don’t think I could describe it. All I know is I knew my feelings for her had changed, or perhaps they were the same, and she had changed. Whatever it was, I was glad. Ellen had been dragging me down for so long; just being with Jennifer was like a breath of fresh air.
I found I could pour out the details of my sad and undistinguished life to her. She was the one and only person to whom I could talk freely. And, all of a sudden, apparently I was the only one she could talk freely to too. From that point, we had become a different sort of friends, and, in the last week or so, a little more than that.
Our last encounter had been interesting to say the least. I was still not sure of what I said, or how it ended, other than I had apologized to her the Friday night before we parted. I hadn’t exactly wanted any vacation days, they were thrust upon me, but perhaps it was fortuitous in that it would give us both time to consider our relationship.
After Ellen, I hadn’t thought about getting involved in a relationship, or anything else for that matter, but it seemed that was where Jennifer and I could finish up, despite the fact neither of us were realistically looking for anything other than a friendship.
That very subtly changed on that Friday night.
Now I’d been thrust back into the fire, and I wondered just how I would feel seeing her.
Jennifer is an important character in several ways, as a friend to Bill, and in a way, connected to him in a way he doesn’t yet know. She will also have some impact when his past finally catches up with him.
I’m still working on her character background, but more will follow soon.
She is about to change, especially in the eyes of Bill.
© Charles Heath 2016-2019