-Stieg Larsson
"The Girl Who Played With Fire"
Twenty-five years ago today:
June 25, 1985
Tuesday
This day was pretty good. I went to Emporium alone during my first break and bought Ryan Hargrave a blue Ocean Pacific shirt. When I returned to the office at 11:45AM I was greeted by Helen and mom. They were waiting to meet me for lunch. Helen is already five months pregnant. It’s exciting. We (Dale tagged along, too) ate at the Galleria over at Crocker Plaza. It was a good time.
The rest of the day passed and when I arrived home I telephoned Rachelle. She’s been working in Alamo lately at some home that is being custom built. She is an assistant of some sort.
She says, “It’s always so HOT over there!”
I decided to go for a bike ride from six o’clock to seven-thirty. It felt so good. It reminded me of last summer and my daily bicycle rides. I will do it again this Thursday.
I went to mom’s house and ate dinner there. Then I went home.
I found myself on the telephone with Rachelle again. She was crying. She was so upset.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, pleadingly.
She cried, “Michael, I think I may be pregnant!”
I’m not supposed to write this in my journal. I promised I wouldn’t—but I’m going to anyway.
Rachelle says, “I’m not on my period after all, and it’s BOTH of our faults!”
“I will be there to help you,” I said, but I could tell she wanted more reassurance than those words.
I couldn’t give any more because I know she wants to abort. I hate the idea of that. She was crying away like a baby. I couldn’t take it anymore. To top it off I was feeling so tired.
I had said, “Don’t worry until we know whether you are pregnant or not. Then we can consider everything and move on to the next steps.”
She makes such ‘mountains out of mole hills’. She always seems to think and feel the worst in every situation.
"The first duty in LIFE is to assume a pose."
-as heard in the 1998 film
"Velvet Goldmine"
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