August 20, 2008
It’s 39 days to go until the start of season 3 in America.
There are 39 episodes for season 1 and 2. (Not taking the unaired episode in account or the original pilot, as not everybody can see those)
I started to watch the episodes again. One episode a day.
And then I got the plan to write a small scene for every episode. (Never more than 1 page long)
2.14 Double negative
Disclaimer: B&S doesn’t belong to me. Written with love, not for money.
Summary: About Nora, family and love
When Justin left to do some surfing, she had the house to herself again and a good hour to kill before Jamie got here. She loved her kids, but sometimes they could be so transparent. For them to show up like that.. it was so obvious. She sighed. She didn’t really need them to hold her hand. Yes, Isaac was gone. And it hurt. But it was not the end of the world.
It’s not like it was with William, when, after so many years, she suddenly had to sleep alone in that large bed, knowing that he would never be by her side again. Every room held memories of William. The furniture they bought together. The pictures that were taken of him and the pictures he took of their children. The times they had laughed, the times they had cried, where they argued, where they made love… That had been hard to deal with. On top of that came the lies, the betrayal, Rebecca….
With Isaac it was different then it had been with David, the contractor, where she had decided that it was too soon. It wasn’t even close to what it was with Mark, her writing-teacher. All he ever taught her was that her first impression was the right one. And then there was Stan… She giggles. He showed her that one shouldn’t get stuck in the past. She grew up. He never did. She sighed, she had hoped to rekindle that old flame… Big mistake.
No, with Isaac there had been romantic candle lit dinners where they argued politics, but they had gotten closer, discovering that they shared values as freedom and human rights. The way he talked about and looked after his children had touched her deep inside. It had been the first time another man than William had slept in her bed. She had at first felt ridiculously guilty as if she were cheating on William or something. But Isaac had smiled and said he understood. He would have felt the same if Nora would sleep in the bed he had always shared with his wife…
She had been so pleased to know that. It was hard sometimes to deal with emotions. She hated William for what he had done, she loved him still, because they also had so many beautiful things together… She cried sometimes because she missed him. And sometimes she didn’t miss him, because life threw other disasters her way. Sometimes she would smile tenderly at a certain memory that came back to her. Sometimes she cursed the day that he was born, because the pain could still be felt, deep in her heart.
No, she missed Isaac, but at the same time Isaac was a phone call away. She would of course not immediately call, just give it a bit of time. Maybe there was still some way in which they could be together, find each other in the middle. And maybe she could go to Washington, you know, just a couple of days, to see what it was like there. She would love to see his house and his boat and his children and the place he lived. Isaac may have left for Washington, Nora was not ready yet to let him go on without her. This was a new and interesting turn in her life.