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Meeting Lizbeth - Chapter Two Part II

Updated on March 17, 2015

Boarding School

There was screaming and fighting every day. Some days louder than others. Poor little Louise didn't know what to do about it. Her parents never seemed happy. She tried to talk to them and tried to make them laugh, but it was like the life had gone out of them.

"You're never home. Between the government and your store, you're never here." She told her father.

Her father always replied, “you like the nice things and the servants, how do you expect me to pay for them? One job isn't enough.”

Louise could recite the argument almost as well as she could recite her multiplication tables.

Three days after her tenth birthday her mother said, “How would you like to go away to school? You'd have girls your age around all the time and no arguing to listen to.”

Her little mind couldn't quite comprehend what her mother was saying, but she liked the “no arguing to listen to” part. She didn't realize going away to school meant she wouldn't be living at home. Her mother told her what a nice school it was and how many friends she would make.

She also said, “the very best part is when you finish school you will be accepted like all the little rich girls. No one will look down on you for being a politician's daughter.”

A week later she sat in the car between her mother and father as it headed toward her new boarding school. She had changed her mind and wanted to stay home, but her mother said no, this was for the best. She knew her house wasn't a happy house, but her mother and father were there. Though they fought with each other they were good to her and she didn't want to leave them. She tried not to cry when they walked up the big steps, but she couldn't stop the tears from running down her cheeks.

The Housemistress met them at the door. She wasn't much taller than Louise, but she certainly was wider. She had a big yellow bun on top of her head and starched clothes that made a noise when she walked.

"Hello Miss Louise,” she said. “Welcome to Miss Tuddy's School For Girls. You have been assigned to my corridor and I will be your Mum away from home.” She wondered what a Mum was but when she thought about it guessed it might be a Mom. “

"I will introduce you to the nine girls you'll be living with and I will always be available to answer any questions.”

The grown-ups continued to talk as she looked around and the big empty room. Oh, it wasn't completely empty since it had furniture in it but the room was so big the furniture got lost. The wood in here was very dark and so were the curtains. She didn't think she'd like to spend time here.

She needn't have worried. After her goodbye's to her parents, she was led upstairs, never to see that big room again. As for the housemistress being available she was almost as invisible as that big empty room. The nine girls she met seemed like regular girls and she thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad. That night when they were all in bed after lights out, something hit her in the head. She looked to pick it up and it was a crumpled up newspaper. When she smoothed it out, it was an article about her Mom and Dad. She didn't know what to think so thought it best not to say anything. So began the torture of a little girl by nine other nasty little girls. They gave her very little peace. The only time they didn't torment her was during classes when the teachers kept a close watch.

Oh, how she longed to hear her mother and father yelling at each other. How she wished she could be alone in her own bedroom, but, that was not to be. Night after night one form of torment after another kept her awake. A stripped bed, a missing blanket, things thrown in the night, all part of her torment. Then there was the tormenting in the shower rooms. Missing soap, soaking wet towels, and worst of all girls laughing at her naked little body. She cried herself to sleep night after night. Finally one night she decided she had had enough. Three months of this had made her a hard little girl. No more crying for Louise. She had hardened on the inside. When the other girls realized she wasn't crying anymore they began to leave her alone. After a few weeks, one of the quieter of the girls actually began to talk to her and walk with her to class. Her name was Alice and though her parents had a lot of money the other girls didn't approve of her either. Louise and Alice became friends and life wasn't as bad at school anymore. Having someone to share things with made things easier to bear and gave her control of her life.


Poor Mrs. Porter

When Louise was fourteen, her parents came to visit and advised her they were bringing her home to attend high school. She had mixed feelings about leaving. Alice was more than a friend by this time and she didn't want to leave her. Other students now respected her and she knew how to control a situation. She had learned the hard way how to push back or push first if she needed to. Just as in the past, her opinions didn't matter and she was brought home. How odd it was to be back in her own room. She knew things hadn't changed at home, but she had. She was harder and wasn't as easily hurt. Her parents still argued, but she just closed her bedroom door until the night she heard the bang and her mother scream.

She ran out of her room and down the hall to see her mother falling down the stairs. She watched helplessly as her mother's head bumped from one step to the next, it seemed to be happening in slow motion. Her father stood at the top of the stairs with a look she couldn't fathom. She wasn't sure if it was relief or sadness. When the bumping stopped they both rushed down the stairs. By the time they reached the bottom of the stairs the servants had arrived as well. Her mother was dead. Her father said they were arguing and she backed up and lost her footing. Louise wondered. Did she fall or did he push her? No one would ever know. Because her father was governor and well respected no one suspected foul play. No one that is, outside of the house. Louise and the servants knew of the terrible fights and all had their own opinions about what happened to poor Mrs. Porter.

The funeral was horrible. People she didn't know and people she vaguely remembered filled the house. There was food and tears everywhere. Louise was still in shock but watched her father deftly handle all callers. She noticed a nice looking blonde haired boy come with his parents. He smiled at her but never said a word even when their eyes met. A week after her mother's burial Louise started high school.

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    • tillsontitan profile imageAUTHOR

      Mary Craig 

      4 years ago from New York

      Louise has certainly had her problems Nell.

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      Nell Rose 

      4 years ago from England

      I can see why louise is the way she is now, poor little thing!

    • tillsontitan profile imageAUTHOR

      Mary Craig 

      4 years ago from New York

      I'm glad you found it too! Thanks for following my story so faithfully.

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      Deb Hirt 

      4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      I missed this for some odd reason, and it is such an integral part of the story. I'm so glad that I found it.

    • tillsontitan profile imageAUTHOR

      Mary Craig 

      4 years ago from New York

      Thank you so much Genna. I'm honored you feel my story is memorable. Hope your trip was a happy one.

      I'm hoping I can keep people interested as things progress.

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      Genna East 

      4 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

      Sorry I’m late, Mary, but have been away on a trip. What is grat about this story, is that is it is so memorable we don’t have to go back and re-read the preceding chapters. I recall everything about Lizbeth, Maddy, Tom and Louise…and their situation. Louise must have had a difficult past, but you have given us something to ponder about why she is the way she is, Mary. I so look forward to the next chapter.

    • tillsontitan profile imageAUTHOR

      Mary Craig 

      4 years ago from New York

      So happy to see you here dear friend. I hope this means you're up and running and not reading from your phone. Chapter two part III is coming soon.

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      Maria Jordan 

      4 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

      Dear Mary,

      You are filling in the history beautifully... helping us understand "what makes Louise tick"...I am thrilled to be catching up with this story, dear friend.

      Have a peaceful evening. Love, Maria

    • tillsontitan profile imageAUTHOR

      Mary Craig 

      4 years ago from New York

      Thanks Randi. I hope I can keep up the momentum.

      Yes, many times children are neglected by one parent or another Blossom.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 

      4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      A lovely story and, sadly, so true to life.

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      Randi Benlulu 

      4 years ago from Mesa, AZ

      Poor Louise. It sure wasn't easy for her. Lov ing this story, Mary! You are doing great! UP++

    • tillsontitan profile imageAUTHOR

      Mary Craig 

      4 years ago from New York

      Thanks Nell. Makes me feel good that people want more. Glad you're enjoying.

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      Nell Rose 

      4 years ago from England

      Poor little girl, but at least she got harder as she grew older, fascinating story! and very well told, look forward to the rest mary!

    • tillsontitan profile imageAUTHOR

      Mary Craig 

      4 years ago from New York

      Thank you Ann. Yes, Louise has quite a history.

      Yes Bill it makes sense and it is appreciated. Thanks for your help.

      Mike, gotta round out poor, miserable Louise.

      Yes Sha, a little background on what made Louise the person she is.

      Alwaysexploring it was Louise's mom who fell down the stairs with Louise witnessing.

      Thank you Frank. So much to tell in anyone's history.

      DD hope you like the other chapters as well. Definitely more to come.

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      Devika Primić 

      4 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

      I enjoyed this chapter and would like to know what happens next. Lots to ponder on in this chapter.

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      Frank Atanacio 

      4 years ago from Shelton

      Im finding this to be more than a coming-of-age tale... with the absence so far of the a moral and caring sensibility, filled with evocations of life.. no matter how complex.. :)

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      4 years ago from Southern Illinois

      What an unexpected twist. Louise falling down the stairs, or was she pushed? Interesting episode. See ya next time.

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      Shauna L Bowling 

      4 years ago from Central Florida

      Mary, is this a more in-depth look into how Louise became such an embittered woman? I know Lizbeth's parents were talking about boarding school for her. Dad was against it.

      Have we gone back in time and are witnessing Louise's memories?

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      4 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      Hello Mary. Sooooooooooo much happened in this episode. Louise, poor Louise.

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      Bill Holland 

      4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Louise has her problems for sure. I'm hoping it turns around for her.

      I know what I was going to tell you when I mentioned formatting....I hope you don't mind me mentioning this, but an editor will do it and publishers will want it done....when you do dialogue, each line of dialogue should be a new just hit "return" and write the line of dialogue, then hit return and continue the story. Does that make sense?

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      Ann Carr 

      4 years ago from SW England

      Poor Louise; what an unhappy girl she must be. I'm looking forward to seeing how all this is going to pan out!

      Great writing, Mary!



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