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"Oh. Well, thank you... I guess," Hannah said, uncomfortable with everything about their conversation.
"Will you stick around, at least for dinner?" he asked the sisters, his eyes moving back and forth from one to the other.
"Oh, I don't know," Hannah began, but was interrupted by a hand on Andrew's shoulder.
"Hey man, we're taking off, but seriously - Saturday lunch at our place. I will come and get you if you don't... Holy Sh-..."
Everyone looked at the speaker, who was staring at Hannah.
After restraining her own surprise, Hannah chuckled. "I was right," she said. "The beard really suits you, Ernst."
An exceedingly awkward silence ensued. Hannah smiled at Ernst, who stared in disbelief back at her. Andrew connected the dots and whistled in amazement. Donna looked from one person to another in clear confusion, and the auburn-haired woman with her arm linked to Ernst's looked suspiciously at the threateningly sexy blonde who was smiling at her husband.
Hannah sized up the situation and said, "Actually, I was just leaving," to no one in particular. And no one broke the silence with a response. Walking over to Donna, she reached into the young woman's coat pocket and pulled out a phone. After quickly entering a number, she slipped it back into Donna's pocket, put her mouth to her sister's ear, and said, "Go ahead and call. I promise... I'll answer." Then she walked briskly to her car, head held high, coat wrapped tight.
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Hannah,
Happy birthday big sister! I hope you're happy. I'm happy sometimes. I have Andrew, and I wish you would come meet him. He's my hero, my prince. He's the only reason I'm holding things together (but maybe I'm not really - haha!). Whenever I'm with him, I feel safe and at home. You should try it sometime. Maybe you already have. I wish I knew. I imagine you happy and safe, because I can't bear to think of anything else for you. You have to be happy Hannah, please. You can't let the monster win. Find somewhere, someone that can be a home and really really make it work. All it takes is one person to love you, that's what home is.
And come find me and let me know, because if I can't hold on, I need you to be the one that gets it right. You were always the stronger one, anyway. I wish I was strong like you.
Much Love,
Penny
The writing was barely legible, and Hannah wept as she read it. She read it over and over, sitting in her car at the first gas station near the cemetery, weeping until the words were blurry and her hands shook. As the sun set and lights flickered on in the houses scattered over a small ridge in the distance, Hannah pulled out her phone and dialed a number she had never intended to memorize. After a few rings, a quiet, soft voice answered, "Hello?"
Hannah winced, then held her eyes shut as she spoke. "Hello, Wes? This is Hannah. Can we... can I come see you?"
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- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 4 years agoI forgot that Isa also cleaned houses in addition to teaching.
payenbrantover 7 years ago...except for the part where Hannah wanted to sleep with Andrew to take him down a peg. Don't understand that.
She already found out he was true to penny and Isa wasn't his lover.
Oh, Hannah is a screwed up and violent individual.
Is it wrong that I still wish she would be punished for wounding was like she did? lol.
Sincerely,
Payenbrant
Anonymousover 8 years agothis is hurting so much, but i can't stop.
my first lvoer had been abused by her brother for years. i was too young and naive to understand. she is still a survivor, but i regret not laying hands on him the one time we met.
Anonymousover 8 years agoAfter reading this chapter, I went back to re-read chapter 10 of A Strange Arrangement (SPOILER ALERT). So as turns out, Penny wasn’t a virgin after all. And that makes Penny’s story more plausible, albeit even more tragic than it already was. It never made sense to me that Penny would want to remain a virgin until marriage, but it totally makes sense now that we know she was a victim of sexual abuse.
Poor Penny! Victim of incest, lost two children (one of them a miscarriage), suffered mental illness, and (if I’m reading this chapter correctly) she realized that Andrew, the one really good thing in her life, no longer loved her. She lost her childhood, her children, her sanity, her “prince”, and in the end her life. In Sisters we are told clearly that her overdose was an accident, but I think there was more than enough to believe she could have deliberately committed suicide.
