Chapter 207: Jacquelyn IV—Shall I Start
Subj: Shall I Start?
Date: 12/06/--
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Hello my love!
You may find this message rather odd especially when I begin by telling you that I am going to help Mimi in her game. Yes my love, you read that correctly, I said help. Notice, I am not smiling! Alright, I am smiling but only because I am astounded by how beautifully this plan may work… nay WILL work and it will require only minor tending to from me. Only a push here, a nudge there a tickle, a wink it will be so easy Mimi will be reeling and fainting from how simplistic a design took her down!
Are you curious yet?
I already told you my intentions as far as those concerns I do not need to go over them again. You’ve heard my motives often enough. I’ll begin by giving you a quick blueprint.
Quite simply, Mimi has her designs on Daniel, the virgin just as Patrick has his on his chaste little nanny. It would seem laughably simple to bag those two and the fact that neither of them has shows that they have been working under flawed designs, perhaps slowing down in their old age?
Fine then, I decided, secretly of course, to help Mimi’s case with Danny. The problem with a boy so pure is that he will not outright, take a married housewife, a wife of one of the most dominant veteran teammates of his no less, when he already has a fresh rose of a girl to dream of. He needs to find something attractive about the older woman, and she is an old woman, in order for him to stay with her. We know he is attracted to her but what would put him over the edge for her?
Pity. Now I know that Mimi has been working the pity angle with him, she has been playing the wounded, sainted, ever longsuffering battered housewife. Initially it may have lit a protective fire within the boy but now he seems to have slowed down, to merely pity here and that’s all.
I think the problem with her theory, is that she does not feel sincere enough in it. She doesn’t believe at all that she’s in any danger from her husband so no matter how beautifully she may play the role for Daniel, there is not enough urgency to it. She herself, needs to believe that she’s in distress and hardship, and then Daniel will eat up the suffering, whimpering light in her flinty blue eyes.
This is where I come in yes? Are you following me Pascal? Are you eager to read more? Good, good, good.
Now mind you, this is only the first stage of my plan set in motion, only the infancy there will be so much more for me to do but here is a spoonful.
Yesterday, I sat and I thought of the wives and girlfriends and it occurred to me that outside of Chris Drury I had no inkling of whom else on this team she may have tampered with. I know that Chris has no girlfriend at this point that I am aware of so there would be no use in my trying to locate one to talk to. And so I thought… and it occurred to me.
From my brief tenure with the wives and girlfriends of this team, the two names that stood out to me as being hostile to Mimi were Tammy Keane and Jennifer Foote. Now Jennifer has always been mean to me so I scratched her off my list but Tammy, I doubt that we’d ever exchanged five words with each other, much less had time to develop hostilities. So that is the one I chose.
I took extra care to apply a smudge more of dark make up under my eyes to heighten the effect of haggard exhaustion, and then I also made sure to apply the least amount of makeup on the rest of my face as possible. I chose the most innocent, pink outfit in my closet and snarled my hair a little bit and I was ready to begin my attack.
“Jacquelyn?” Tammy said in such a confused, almost worried voice when she opened her door to see me.
“Oh Tammy!” I gasped and I walked into the house, “May I please come in?”
“Of course..” Tammy began and I didn’t allow her to say anything further before I collapsed into her arms into the most woeful, mournful, trembling fit of sobs I have ever thrown in my life. Darling I think even you would have been touched, it was exquisite! Tammy held onto me and tried to shush me while at the same time she ordered her nanny to take the children out for a ride. Ah, privacy! A bonus!
“What is the matter!” Tammy said in an almost stern voice and she pressed her hands into my cheeks, looked into my eyes. I saw how concerned her eyes were for me even though she seemed to have a tired face that had lines around her mouth, a woman who frowns often.
“It’s,” and you will be pleased, I gasped and I was breathy with sorrow but I did not fall into another loud fit, or round of hiccoughs, “It’s my husband.. I am so lonely! Oh what did I do to deserve this!”
“Deserve what?” Tammy asked as she led me to her living room, helped me sit on her couch and handed me a tissue.
“How lonely I am!” I wailed.
“That’s silly,” Tammy said in a stern voice, “Jacquelyn if
you’re so lonely, then you should go join your husband in
I shook my head. “But I cannot look at him! He has broken my heart!”
Darling, do you mind that I am using you this way? I didn’t expect that you would mind very terribly. You will enjoy the results! I promise!
“Your heart?” Tammy asked and I could hear a deeper tone in her voice, a worried tone. At that point I knew I had chosen correctly, Tammy had been scarred before! “What has he done?”
“Ooo,” I moaned. “I shouldn’t have come here. I should forgive him and go to him. It’s over now yes? He will never be here again and he shall never see HER again so it is childish of me to dwell on it anymore!”
“Her?” Tammy asked in a voice that I could tell was monotone and trembling with rage. “Her? What do you mean Her?”
Ooo Pascal it took everything out of me not to burst out laughing as I sniffled and said in a quiet voice. “Tammy I don’t want to cause trouble amongst you…”
“Jacquelyn,” she said gripping me painfully, her fingers squeezing into my arms, “It’s okay honey, just tell me, what happened.”
“I’ve held it in for so long!” I wept, oh Pascal my
performance, such a shame it was wasted on a dried up old hockey wife! I clung
to her, sobbed, “It was Mimi! She was sleeping with my husband and when Patrick
found out… he… he told
Pascal, that did the trick!
“I knew it!” Tammy snarled. “That slut! She’s at it again!”
“Again?” I asked meekly and I dabbed at my face with the tissue, looked coyly at her. “You mean she’s done this before?”
“Yes,” Tammy snipped. “But it was years ago, in
So you see, Pascal, the first seed has been planted. I let Tammy comfort me a while more, let her serve me bad coffee and I drank it too. I left, hugging her, thanking her for her sympathy and quite pleased with the first phase of my plan.
Is the breadth of my plan still vague to you?
Well, this is how I see it if you can’t. I learned some
things from Tammy at that point, and the most interesting of them was that Mimi
had relatively no female friends in
If Tammy tells the other women that she is most certainly not
to be trusted, then Mimi will lose a great deal of that security and she will be
stranded like she was in
If the second part of my plan works, then Daniel will see her in this vulnerable state and he will jump to her rescue very fast. Notice I said rescue? That is a third prong of my attack.
Pascal, Darling, I am going to make Daniel and Mimi fall so hopelessly in love with each other or at least make them believe that they are, that Patrick is going to notice it and Mimi is going to regret the day she ever gave her heart up. It will be beautiful! And out of all of it I will seem as innocent as the day a kitten is born.
Much Love,
Jacquelyn
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