Epilogue Blake - Life’s beautiful moments
Life was good. Mick and I were incredibly busy at work and had hired two plumbers to help run jobs.
Haz was working part-time and Immy was perhaps the busiest of us all.
There was so much to do and see, and she never stopped talking.
Lots of her “chatter” was garbled nonsense, but she spoke mostly in clear words and always seemed to have something to say.
My relationship with Sean had improved significantly, but I knew he would always be protective of his sister and rightfully so.
I couldn’t afford any more fuck ups, and I knew deep in my heart that I would never commit any.
My life was amazing. Good friends, good job, and a beautiful family. No way would I risk that for anything.
Belle and Patsy didn’t quite work out but were very close friends.
Haz suggested that it was more of a “slow burn thing,” whatever that meant.
But Patsy was a terrific neighbor, and we were fortunate to have formed strong friendships with other families on the street.
Leo and Jacqui told us the couple that bought our home were very kind; they were the same age as them, so apparently our old house was overrun with grandkids most of the time.
Colin’s house had been sold to a couple with two young kids, who were spoiled by Jacqui, Leo and the new residents of our home.
Last week, Jacqui texted Haz a link to a news story. Rose was just the gift that kept on giving, but thankfully the recipient was no longer me.
Judge Grounds Obsessed Patient
Rose Fennech, 25, of Galberg was sentenced to five years in a psychiatric corrective institution for assaulting her former psychiatrist, Dr. Vincent Conti.
Conti, who specializes in treating personality disorders, was attacked by a naked, enraged Fennech as he left his office in October last year.
While the doctor and his wife have not spoken publicly about the incident, it is believed Fennech became obsessed with him during her stay at the psychiatric wing of Galberg General Hospital.
Despite Conti’s withdrawal as her care provider and the lodging of protective orders, Fennech continued to stalk the psychiatrist. Conti escaped serious injury from his former patient’s attack with a chain, but Fennech’s prior record for stalking was cited by Judge Ruth Hienman as a serious consideration in the determination of her sentence.
While transference is not unusual in doctor-patient relationships, it can have serious consequences in some circumstances. Dr. Lionel Grace from Grace-Watson Wellness said that ….
The article continued by outlining general information about transference, but the first few paragraphs are what caught Jacqui’s eye. I had a very narrow escape. I could have caused physical hurt to my family or myself. I’d never forget that lesson.
“Blake, how’s it going?” Sean slapped me on the back and helped himself to a beer. He was over for our usual Thursday night gathering. I looked behind him. “Where’s Rosa?” I asked.
“Um, she won’t be coming.” He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.
“Why?”
Sean had started dating Rosa, a choreographer and dance teacher from the next town over, about six months ago.
She was amazing. Sean loved her “black cat energy,” but also her wit and sense of fun.
She wasn’t really a “black cat.” Haz loved her and was relieved that Sean had found someone.
He had a strong sense of responsibility, which meant that he sometimes forgot how to have fun.
When he dated Shannen for a few years, she’d made him even more serious, and at times, outright grumpy.
Sean needed someone to balance him out, and Rosa seemed to fit the bill perfectly.
“Because I fucked up,” he said sadly, swigging his beer.
“So, I need to start sending you Robert DeNiro memes?” I asked.
“You should have done that a month ago,” he admitted.
Haz breezed in, and gave me a kiss on the cheek, while Sean took his sorry ass out to the living room to catch up with Belle.
“Why is Rosa—”
“Don’t even ask. I’m not in the mood to discuss my stupid brother. We still on for tonight?” she asked, giving me a wink.
“Absolutely, my love!” I winked back.
We’d decided that Immy needed a sibling. I’d already started chatting about the new nursery with Haz. This time, I’d be the man I should have been during her first pregnancy.
Forgiveness was a gift and life was good.