The Farm at Willow Run Creek

Part 23

Full circle.....

Sasha got her mother back into the apartment, "I could fix you lunch," She offered, "Don't you have rehearsal?" Margaret goaded. "Three mom," She shuffled her into the kitchen, "I talked to Sloan," She added, "She sends her love, a sandwich?" Sasha opened the refrigerator asking. They sat to the table together, "I'll miss you when you leave," Margaret grumbled, "I'm not that far and I'll be here a few more weeks, besides you'll spend part of the summer at the farm," She assured her. "Seeing Jenna," Margaret brought it up, Sasha clasped her hand, "She's happy, no torment there," She replied.

"Somehow, I don't believe it, that girl loves you," Sasha managed a faint grin, "I will always love her, no matter what she was a very big part of my life, it didn't work out, but she's found out who she is finally, I can't say I'm not disappointed that she didn't return, but she realized the mistakes and hurtful decisions she made she told me she couldn't hurt me again," She rehearsed clearing the table. "It doesn't change how she really feels Sasha, I'm not your mother for nothing," She grinned impishly, Sasha stared in shock, "I have to get ready for rehearsal, will you be alright?" She nodded.

"That will be all for tonight," The stage director looked at his wristwatch. Sasha pulled her hair back into a ponytail and wiped the sweat away from her brow.  "Were headed over to Shandy's for a drink, care to join us?" One of the crew member's asked, "Uh, thanks, but I need to head home, another time," She tweaked her brow, they left. Sasha organized her bag zipping it up she looked up to see Jenna standing in the doorway, "Jenna, what are you doing here?" She asked. "I was just out and um," She followed Sasha to a bench, they sat down. You still haven't answered my question," Jenna cocked an eye to her, "I was thinking about you," She admitted.

Sasha groaned, "I wish we hadn't seen each other, it only dredged up old painful memories," Jenna shrugged, a look a innocence crossed her face, "If only I had listened," She remarked softly. "You didn't and it was fate, you're happy now, you've gotten away from Colin, you've met a wonderful woman you say makes you happy," Jenna chuckled under her breath, "Its only a matter of time before I have to tell her the truth about you, I haven't been exactly forthcoming," Sasha pursed her lips, "So she didn't know there was another woman," There was summation in her voice. "No, not really, I told her I was interested in another woman, the subject was dropped," Sasha shook her head, "You know where not telling the truth gets you," She stood up from the bench.

Jenna clutched her by the arm, "I miss you," She divulged clearing her throat. "And I miss you, but it doesn't change a thing, you want me, then you don't, I begged you for the longest to tell Colin the truth so we could be together and  where did that get us?" She began to pace. "I'm sorry Sasha, I know you grieved when I left," Sasha became angered, "I was hurting, but I got over it," Jenna's eyes darted back in forth gazing at her, "Are you seeing someone?" She wanted to know, "No and why does that matter? You moved on, there wasn't a hitch when you left, you wanted to be with your husband, I guess commitment wasn't really all its cracked up to be," Jenna lowered her head.

"That's not fair Sasha," She cried out, "What is fair Jenna? You've lied so much you've managed to tie yourself into a corner, I'm not going to rescue you, I'm not going to pine away over you the rest of the time I'm here in New York, my memory of you will fade, go back to Maria and stop lying to her she's innocent, don't wreck things because you think you have doubts about me," She tossed her bag over her shoulder, "I have to go, my mom is waiting for me," She didn't look back at Jenna walking out, it hurt seeing her grovel but she had to free herself once and for all.

"Your a little late this evening," Margaret noted as Sasha entered the apartment, "I'm tired, I need a shower and sleep," Margaret could see a look of angst on her face, "Did something happen?" She quizzed following her down the hall. "I don't want to talk about it, do you need anything?" She eyed her, "No, just a reminder, I have an appointment with Dr. Hanson at eleven, Sasha moaned, "I'll be ready," She closed the door to the bathroom leaving her mother perplexed by her mood.