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Chapter 13: Prayers and Pawns, Part 2
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Just then the knock was heard at Sister Helen's door.
“Come in,” Sister Helena said. It was Squadron Leader Fairbairn. She peeped her head through the door.
“Hey, Sister Helena. May I come in?” Sister Helena sat up on her bed. She tried to smile though it was hard for her to do.
“Of course, Squadron Leader Fairbairn. Please come in.” Closing the door, Fairbairn sat on the edge of the bed. She noticed Sister Helena's tear-stained face.
“I just wanted to check on you,” Fairbairn said sincerely. “Dinner was...a bit intense.
Sister Helena signed. “Thank you. It was indeed. It was challenging but necessary, I suppose.”
Fairbairn pulled out a chess set. “How about we play some chess? It always helps me relax.”
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There is a definite tension here, not between these two, but in the strained way Helena is talking. Just reading what she is mentally going through makes my heart ache for her.
Ever so well done. You are developing this so well. And the drama does appeal to me, probably more so than the SG context necessarily does, not having the same connection that you and others do.
As the evening came to an end, Sister Helena said, “Thank you, Squadron Leader. I feel better now. And thank you for making me feel part of the group at dinner, too.”
“My pleasure, Sister,” Fairbairn replied. “We’re a team now. We’ll get through this together. We all will. Now, get some sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow.”
“From what I've heard Colonel Larkin is a tough officer, but he's fair. He just needs time,” Fairbairn said,
“Really?” Sister Helena asked. “That's what a friend of mine who is part of SG-11 told me.”
“I see.” Sister Helena said. She sighed. “I just hope he can find it in his heart to forgive me someday from whatever I've done to offend him.”
Fairbairn reached across the table and gave Sister Helena’s hand a squeeze. “We all have our demons and our pasts, Sister, but we have the chance to overcome them. One day at a time, like you said at dinner.”
“True,” Sister Helena said. The two women continued to play on making their moves in contemplation, occasional chatter, and even a few giggles. Sister Helena felt more relaxed.
“I'd like that,” Sister Helena said. Fairbairn, after taking off her jacket, set up the chess board on a table that was in the room. The two sat down and began to play. The room was quiet as Sister Helena and Fairbairn made their opening moves. Fairbairn was intrigued by Sister Helena's opening move.
“The Latvian Gambit! I've read about it but I've never seen it performed live!” exclaimed Fairbairn where did you learn about it?”
“From my dad,” Sister Helena replied. “He played at a near professional level while in college. He was a sportswriter for The Houston Post and later The Houston Chronicle. He wrote a chess column for both papers and covered a lot of the Houston sports scene. Since I was his only child, he instilled in me a love of chess. Plus, it does also help me relax and think.”
“Interesting,” said Fairbairn. They continued to play on. Each move eased Sister Helena's tension and worries.
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Another wonderful installment