Alicia stayed home from school with Hannah today. They slept late, watched Beauty and the Beast, and looked at old photo albums.
Although Hannah is wrung out from yesterday’s ordeal, she isn’t about to miss group. It’s time to talk about herself. She arrives at Kathryn’s office at exactly seven. Gail, who is already settled, smiles perfunctorily.
“It’s good to see you,” Kathryn tells Hannah.
She sits on the wooden Windsor chair. “I’m sorry I missed last week. I needed to—” She stops when Bridget traipses in, wearing jean shorts and a tight green scoop-neck T-shirt that shows off her baby bump.
Bridget settles in her usual seat, the armchair to Kathryn’s right, and crosses her arms in front of her chest. She smiles at Kathryn and Gail, avoiding Hannah.
Lizzy is next to arrive. She is buoyant, her face glowing. Life has found its way in, Hannah thinks.
“Would anyone like to begin?” Kathryn asks.
Lizzy pulls a tube of toothpaste from her bag. “I will,” she says. “Last week when I got home from here, Greg was grabbing some things. He went to put the toothpaste in his bag, and I snatched it.” She sits taller and smiles. “I know it’s silly. But I took something for myself.”
“That’s not silly,” Bridget says.
“Did Greg leave?” Hannah asks.
“I’m sorry,” Lizzy tells her. “I guess I jumped in a little too fast.”
“No, it’s my fault. I missed last week. I’m sorry.”
“Enough with the apologies,” Bridget quips. “Tell us what happened. I could use some good news.”
Lizzy looks at Hannah. “Brief recap. Greg got fired from work for watching porn. People in the town where I work, same town he works in, found out. Some parents got nervous and thought … who knows what … Anyway, the result was that I was asked to take the rest of the year off.”
“That’s horrible,” Hannah tells her.
“It wasn’t one of my better days. Greg and I fought. He left. And then he shows up last Wednesday trying to sneak out some of his stuff. He thought I wouldn’t be home until later.” She waves the toothpaste. “Anyway, during the past week, I feel like I got my act together. I went to the bank, set up my own account, and decided to leave him.” Years have melted off her face.
“Where are you staying?” Kathryn asks.
“For one more night, at the airport Hilton. I’m flying out tomorrow. I’m going to help build a school for children in the Peruvian jungle.”
“You’re not serious?” Gail fans herself.
“Yep. I am. I unplugged myself. I have no phone, no computer, just a ticket. I paid the mortgage for the next three months so the bank won’t take the house if Greg doesn’t pay.” She extends her arms. “I’m free. I keep waiting for Greg to call, to apologize, to make things better, and then I remember he can’t call, and even if he could, I can’t do anything to help him. So why should I sit around here and grow bitter?”
“I’m so frigging proud of you,” Bridget says.
“Me too,” Hannah agrees.
“It seems a bit sudden. You don’t want to think it over more thoroughly?” Gail asks.
“No. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, but I always thought it was selfish to just leave for the summer. Not be there for Greg.” She laughs. “As if he wanted me.”
“So you’re coming back?” Kathryn asks.
Lizzy shrugs. “I plan to. But I’m open to whatever happens.”
“It’s wonderful that you are taking a very difficult and hurtful situation and turning it into something positive,” Hannah says.
“I wish I could go with you.” Bridget rubs her belly. “So is that why you didn’t call back? You had no phone?”
Lizzy’s smile fades. “I’m so sorry. I would have. But I didn’t know you called. Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. Well, no, actually.” She stares at Hannah. “I called you too.”
“I know,” Hannah replies. “Honestly, I was going to get in touch, but yesterday was really crazy.”
“Of course,” Bridget snaps. “What, a busy day taking the kids to play dates?”
Hannah leans forward. “Alicia ran away. We had to call the police. They didn’t find her until last night. I wasn’t trying to avoid you.”
“Oh my God.” Lizzy covers her mouth.
“It was the most harrowing day of my life. I thought all this stuff I’ve been dealing with with Adam was bad, but honestly, in comparison, it was nothing.” She looks at the rug and shakes her head. “The thought that I might have lost a child…”
“Do you know why she did it?” Gail asks.
“Basically she overheard Adam and me fighting. I said something to the effect of maybe I shouldn’t have had kids.”
“I’m sorry,” Bridget murmurs.
“Right now I feel like the luckiest person in the world. That she’s home and safe.”
“I’m glad she’s okay,” Lizzy says.
“Me too,” Bridget seconds.
“I didn’t want you to think I was ignoring you,” Hannah says.
“Whatever.” Bridget shrugs. “Gail was there.”
Gail stands, moves her chair closer to Bridget, and resettles herself. “You can tell them,” she says, placing a hand on the arm of Bridget’s chair.
“Michael left me.”
Lizzy gasps.
“Yep,” Bridget says. “For my own fucking good.” She attempts a laugh.
“It’s all right to be upset,” Gail tells her.
Bridget shakes her head. “I know. It’s just so wrong. Him leaving me. He says I need space to heal and I can’t do that with him around. Isn’t he so kind and magnanimous?”
Gail sighs. “I’m in no way defending him. But sometimes space can be a good thing.”
“Yeah, except all I want to do is call him and tell him to go to hell and get the fuck out of my life, and then I remember, Oh yeah.” She throws up her arms. “He is out. How messed up is that?”
“It’s not messed up at all,” Hannah says. “You’re hurt and angry. You have every right to be.”
“I feel like the goddamned addict. You know how hard it’s been not to call him? And why hasn’t he called me? You’d think he’d feel just a little guilty. You’d think he’d want to check on his pregnant wife.”
“Why do you think he hasn’t called?” Kathryn asks.
“I don’t know. Sometimes I think he only gives a shit about himself. But…” She sighs. “I guess we kind of have to stop the cycle we’re in. It’s not like we’re getting anywhere good.” She crosses her arms.
“You have to focus on the fact that you haven’t called him since he left.” Gail leans closer to Bridget. “That’s taken tremendous strength. Keep reminding yourself that some distance can bring clarity.”
“I’ve barely managed. I keep calling up his number.”
“But you haven’t hit send,” Gail says.
Hannah wishes she would have found a moment to call yesterday.
A tear rolls down Bridget’s cheek. “I don’t know if I can make it another day.”
“We’re here for you,” Gail says.
“We are,” Hannah tells Bridget.
“I’m so sorry that I’m leaving,” Lizzy whispers.
“Just promise me something.” Bridget brushes away a tear. “Promise you’ll stop apologizing for yourself.”
Lizzy smiles. “I’ll try.”
“Is there anything anyone else wants to say about Lizzy leaving?” Kathryn asks.
Lizzy blushes and holds up the toothpaste. “No, it’s fine. You don’t need to spend any more time on me.”
Hannah glances outside at a tree that stands near the window. The new buds, the first of the year, strike her as brave. “I’m so impressed. Why not go on an adventure? It sure as hell beats stagnating.”
“Do you feel as if you’re stagnating?” Kathryn asks.
“I think I was. I’ve been so focused on Adam changing, I think I missed looking at my part in the equation.”
“It’s not your fault,” Lizzy says.
“I know. I didn’t mean it like that. Just that there are things I can do for myself. To help myself.” She glances at the tree. “I feel so ashamed. I get that I didn’t do anything, but … it’s humiliating. To have this life. I don’t know how else to say it.” It feels as if there’s a hot coal sitting in her stomach. Although she realizes she’s barely shared anything, it’s as much as she can do tonight.
“I used to feel that way so much of the time,” Gail tells Hannah. “But talking truly does diminish the shame. Keep coming, keep sharing.” She looks at Bridget. “It gets easier. I promise.”
Hannah wishes she could believe Gail.
Kathryn talks about the importance of group fellowship and trust.
Gail keeps a watchful eye on Bridget, and Hannah looks at Lizzy. Next week that faded, sagging couch will be empty, and the two remarkable, brave women who shared it will be in other parts of the world.