delusional due
to his medication and the whisky he seemed to drown like a rat.
But to her sheer disbelief she saw three white vans with a
number of rough dressed looking men carelessly loading her
possessions into the back of their vans. She noticed her Lois
Vutton suitcases, with what looked like the entire contents of her
Versace dress collection tossed to one side as if was dead cattle
that didn’t count for anything.
“Oh my god Wilhelm, how could you stoop so low? You’ll pay
for this, I´ll sue?”
With this Felicity fled much to Wilhelm and Nurse Patterson’s
relief.
Wilhelm had never felt such a wicked sense of gratification as
he did now and he knew that would be the last he saw of the
woman who ruined his once loved family life.
“Nurse, please could you get me another whisky? This time
can
you make it a little stronger and if you wouldn’t mind a touch of
lemon that would be great.”
“No problem sir, would you mind if I joined you in
celebration?”
“Why not, I must apologi
se for my wife’s sudden outburst. I
should have done this a long time ago. If you’ll pardon my
abruptness, it was completely necessary I’m afraid.”
They both nodded in approval. Before Nurse Patterson returned
Wilhelm had passed into a deep peaceful sleep never to wake
again.
Felicity
Chapter 1
“
Come here this instance child that’s no way for a young lady to
behave. Your mother would turn in her grave if she could see
you now.”
Madame Clemenceau grew more agitated with the child each
day, not only was she the child’s soul guardian she was also the
child’s dead mothers’ patron.
“But Madame, I was only trying to behave like Charlie.”
“Nonsense child, Charlie is a dog, a dirty homeless scavenger.
You’re a lady and there’s a huge difference.”
The child quickly got up from her hands and knees rubbing the
soil from her pretty pink lacy halbiller.
“Can’t we
keep him, he’s adorable? I promise I won’t let him go
in the house, he can live in the barn, there’s ample room for him
in there and then he won’t bother to sneak in through the fence
every day.”
“Dam it Felicity, how many times have I told you no. The God
dam beast scares the other women here, they simply don’t like
him and why should they? He stenches, makes the most
grotesque noises, and he’s probably carrying a number of dieses,
such as rabies. I forbid you to stay away from him, do you hear
me child?”
Reluctantly the child nodded in approval, not daring to push it
any further.
“Now come it’s time for your elocution
. Today you’ll learn
some essential pronunciations, grammar and tone. It was your
dearest mothers wish child. Now go to your room and make
yourself presentable. I’ll meet you in the library in ten minutes
sharp.”
Felicity started to run, then came to an abrupt stop.
“Conduct yourself child, running is prohibited!”
When Felicity returned to the library ten minutes later, she was
sent back again to scrub her nails as they were not satisfactory
for the Madame.
Clemenceau prided herself on cleanliness at all times. She
tossed her perfectly self-manicured nails in front of the child
hoping the next time the child came down she would have paid
some attention, tapping her foot in anticipation for the child’s
return she noticed that her beloved Bihar fine Persian rug had
several threads coming away. How could her butler or femme
de ménage miss this? She made a mental note to have stern
words with the pair later. Right now she wanted to concentrate
on the child, since the death of her mother seven months ago,
she made a number of vows and promises that she must keep.
Felicity was growing into a beautiful young woman, just like her
mother Adrianna, her most prestigious and high class employee
Clemenceau had come across in her time, especially in the late
1940s until Clemenceau was forced to close the “Le Cabana”,
her notably famous brothel in Paris