helena

Who: Helena and Maddy
Where:Kitten Club
When: Late afternoon

“Helena!” said her mother hissed during the service, “sit still!” That’s when her hand reached out, fingers forced into claws and a pinch was delivered to the back of her arm. Her mother could be quite severe when it came to public appearances and fidgeting in church fit that bill. But, Helena was never the sort of child to keep down. She was bursting with energy and the hour long service, especially during the good weather was too much for her to bear.

Who: Helena and Dodge
Where: Near the Sixth Street Bridge, bad part of town
When: Afternoon

January was an impossible month.

Impossible because of it's depressing cold. It somehow fit with the gloomy, pragmatic nature that had enveloped Helena like the chilled wind that swooped up from the pavement and slapped at her as she walked. She peeked up at the sky, hoping to find a sliver of blue but there was no jewel of color peeking back. It was just as murky as it always was and she couldn't help but think that the more things changed...the more they stayed the same.

Who: Laura and Helena
Where: Uptown, at the Rideaux en Boeuf
When: Afternoon

Who: Jesse and Helena
When: Early Evening
Where: The Rock Bottom

Helena found herself at the Rock Bottom again. She'd been there for the grand opening but hadn't found out any information. That was why she had decided to come again, at a time where it wasn't quite so busy. Though, she wasn't sure what she'd gain. As far as she was concerned proper women didn't loaf around in bars, sipping on Sherry and interloping mob activity.

Who: Brett and Helena
When: in the afternoon
Where: in the make shift market square

Helena wished the warmth of an impending spring had visited early and had made shopping in the temporary market a delightful enterprise. As it was? It was still cold. The wind had died away significantly; that was one small mercy.

Who: Angelo and Helena
When: evening
Where: The Kitten Club

There was always a burning sensation in Helena’s lungs when she dreamed, as if she hadn’t had enough water and had been running with her mouth open for miles. Tonight was no different. The scent of dust permeated her nostrils and she wondered why she couldn’t feel the tips of her toes. In the distance there was a rumbling of voices through the closed door. One was distinctly her father.

He was always ranting about something….

Who: Pepper and Helena
Where: In the Ghetto
When: Just after dusk.

who: helena and jesse
where: her place
when: mid day