The Genre Experiment: Angela Hunt
A man walks into a room occupied by two women. One he loves, one he hates. He utters one line, then exits. One of the women then follows him.
The Genre Experiment: the scene written a la "women's fiction":
I wasn’t surprised when Jake came through the front door. In all the years we were married, he never once forgot his mother’s birthday.
He looked at me, hands in lap, unopened gift balanced on my knees, then his gaze skittered across the floor as if I’d been nothing more than another objet d’art on the cluttered bookcase Gilda called an étagère.
“Happy birthday, dearest love.” He crossed the room in three long strides, bent to cup his mother’s chin in his hands, and then placed a lingering kiss on her Botoxed forehead. She closed her eyes and leaned into him, exhaling an audible sigh.
So this is why she’d come back from Europe early. So she could be here to receive this tribute. What, didn't five phone calls a day provide enough motherlove?
“Darling boy,” she whispered, her hands closing around his wrists. “I know you must have had to leave something important to come here. But I adore you for it, and I’ll see you later tonight.”
My stomach churned. Jake had probably run out of a surgery, leaving his assistants to stitch up some poor patient so he could be here at the stroke of noon. Her birth hour. The exact moment this controlling monster had been born.
When his mother called because she'd seen a shadow in the house, he hadn’t hesitated to run out on me . . . in the middle of childbirth.
He released her, looked straight through me once again, then blew her a kiss and headed toward the door.
I couldn’t stop myself; I followed. Tossed the token present into Gilda’s lap and ran after him as if my life depended on it.
But it didn’t. Not anymore.
“Good to see you, too,” I said, passing him when he paused to scan the mail in his mother’s box. “And so good to say good-bye.”
That’s how I left Jake Wilson . . . and began to discover the me I’d left behind.
Angela Hunt writes a lot of women's fiction. You can explore her books at http://www.angelahuntbooks.com.