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Written by Drusilla on November 25th, 2012
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“He’s mine.” She held out her arms. “I’ve been dying to hold him.” That much was true.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 48
Written by Drusilla on November 23rd, 2012
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the garden, a blue and white taxi with Arabic designs on the hood stopped in front of the Whitby house on Wood Road. Dee got out one side, Sam the other. By chance they’d both been on the early flight down from L.A. The forty-five minute hop gave her just enough time to tell him what she hadn’t the other day, no unpleasant truth spared. Dee wore the clothes she had been wearing when she drove away from the nursery. She had left her canvas tote behind in Eddie Mann’s office.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 47
Written by Drusilla on November 22nd, 2012
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The garden waited.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 46
Written by Drusilla on November 21st, 2012
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Sharon lay still on the carpet and listened with heightened senses to the sounds Lance made as he moved from one room to the next. She was perfectly calm, which surprised her. I should be screaming and pounding on the door, she thought. That’s the way a normal person would behave. From the kitchen she heard the freezer door open and shut and then the oven door slam. After a few minutes she smelled pizza and her stomach growled. She had eaten no dinner…
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 45
Written by Drusilla on November 20th, 2012
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Sharon spent the rest of the afternoon at the market. Sam had done his best, with Lovey’s help, to keep the business going, but the premises showed signs of neglect. The storeroom needed sweeping and the deli display had sticky spots on the aluminum hot and cold trays. Sharon culled the fruit, putting aside the less than perfect specimens of grape and cantaloupe and kiwi for a fruit salad. Beginning immediately she would save scraps and throwaways for Dee’s compost. Eventually she and Dee might make enough compost between them to bag and sell. She imagined a kind of pre-Raphaelite label with From the Garden of Delight printed on it. To make sure she wouldn’t forget her idea, she dug around under the counter and found the spiral notebook where she wrote down good ideas. Her last entry had been months ago. For a long time there had been something brewing in her. In Lance too. They had been moving in opposite directions.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 44
Written by Drusilla on November 19th, 2012
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Lovey was at the market when Sharon got there a little later. She and Hamish were at one of the bistro tables playing checkers while Sam made sandwiches for a line of lunchtime customers.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 41
Written by Drusilla on November 16th, 2012
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Dee regretted telling Sam about Serena. He would think about the story and wonder what else there was that she hadn’t told him. He would get curious and do a little research. He was smart enough to do that. He was also a law abiding citizen. She knew what he would do with his information. She made him leave her at the graveyard where she sat and stared out at the surfers, who were always there, waiting. For Dee the perfect wave would be no wave at all. A still sea with no surprises.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 40
Written by Drusilla on November 15th, 2012
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In the plum tree garden in front of their house, Pinkus and George were arguing. Pinkus blamed Dee for the tension between them. If she would only stop carping about Sweet Thyme, George would stop remembering what it was like to be in jail, and they could settle down and enjoy their dear baby boy.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 39
Written by Drusilla on November 14th, 2012
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In the garden she stood by the great oak and pressed her forehead against the trunk. She heard footsteps behind her. Sam said, “Those women aren’t worth your tears, Dee.”
“I’m not crying. I never cry.”
He put his hands on her shoulders. She shrugged them off and stepped away. He caught her arm and held it, turning her to face him. In the chiaroscuro of shade and setting sunlight his eyes were dark gold.
“I agree with Sharon. He’s wandered off. That’s all. We’ll find him.”
“The police searched the garden.”
“That’s what they think they did, but how could they, Dee? In an hour or two? Really? You and I know they could be in this place all day and never see the whole of it.”
The kindness in his voice offended her. “I’m not a fool.” She laughed sharply because of course she was a fool and had been one more or less all her life.This moment like a hundred others before only proved it. “Leave me alone, Sam. I don’t want to know you.”
“I’ll walk you home.”
“Don’t you listen?”
“After you left, Sharon kicked everyone out of the house. All those women. You should have seen her rip into them. She was great.”
“What about Lance? Did she kick him out too?”
“Alas, no. Not yet.”
At twilight the gardened shimmered and strange shadows came and went in the caramel light. It was an odd, half-bewitched hour when Dee, hard-headed and pragmatic though she was, almost believed what some claimed, that the garden was enchanted. Around her the field and woodland pulsed with light. Under her palm the oak seemed to breathe. She remembered something Con had told her when she first came to the garden. He had been walking her through it, showing her the woodlands, the ponds and open fields. They were standing beneath the old oak tree. His hand was on the trunk; and he seemed, as she remembered, to be stroking the rough texture with affection as if the tree could respond to his touch. Con had taken her hand and placed the palm on the trunk, leaned close and whispered in her ear, “Can you feel it?”
She had thought at the time, this man Con Ryan is crazy.
“Feel the heartbeat?”
“Of what?”
“The earth, Lass, the earth.”
She sat on a moss-footed stone bench at the side of the path. “I had a child once.” The words burned in her mouth. “A daughter and I wanted to tell Sharon… I thought…”
He sat beside her. She stood up. He held her wrist and tugged her back down.
“Sam –.”
“That’s a good beginning.”
She took a deep breath of the garden. She felt the green of it pushing around roots and rocks, up through the black earth trying to reach the sun before it was too late. She stopped fighting and surrendered.
“Serena was about the same age as Hamish.”
She did not tell the full story, not even half of it. But she told him enough, that she was stoned, lying on the couch and drinking Margaritas when Serena drowned. She said nothing untrue and she took the blame she deserved.
“I went over to the house because I wanted to explain to Sharon that there’s a difference between an accident that couldn’t be helped and one caused by…neglect.”
Her knees felt weak, as if she’d had a brush with danger.
“And you’ve been punishing yourself ever since.”
“You don’t understand, Sam. You can’t know –.”
“Don’t tell me what I know. I’m as big a mystery to you as you are to me.”
She had no strength to argue.
“Sharon does blame herself. And Lance encourages her. He just piles it on. He tells her Hamish is at the bottom of the pond and it’s her fault because he was old enough for swimming lessons but she was always too busy to take him.”
“He wasn’t always cruel.”
“No, but there was something mean and greedy in him just waiting for the right time to show.”
“The garden…”
“It’s not the garden, Dee. It was going to happen to him sooner or later no matter where he was.”
They followed the path that circled around the Cloud Forest. The woods opened out onto the wide swath of sea meadow sloping down to the sea cliffs. Up the coast where they should have seen Ocean Beach and Mission Bay the land stretched in undulating waves of grass and wildflowers. To the west, the sun hovered over the edge of the shimmering sea.
“I was going to sell him this. For some kind of conference center.”
“Don’t ever sell it, Dee. Not to anyone. Don’t let anyone destroy this place.”
She had talked about Serena; and compared to that exposure, talk of taxes was nothing. “And that doesn’t even count what the IRS will want for the inheritance.” She had to laugh.
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Sweet Thyme Baby – 30
Written by Drusilla on November 5th, 2012
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She opened the gate, and there he was, smiling at her in the moonlight, holding something in his hand.
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