Friday, April 17, 2015

Inherent Royalty

"I don't know if it's wise, Tyler, that's all I'm saying, I'm not saying I'm opposed to it, i just think we should discuss it."  Bianca walked over to the island in the kitchen where Tyler was was chopping vegetables to the stir fry he was making for dinner, in celebration of their one month marital anniversary.

The union occurred that afternoon after her doctors appointment.  To Bianca's amazement, Tyler had arranged everything beforehand.  He had a signed letter from a judge he had established a rapport with allowing them to marry the same afternoon the marriage certificate was issued, this allowed them to bypass the mandatory three day waiting period. The event was short and sweet and even though it was simply a peice of paper it changed everything.  She was Bianca Holt now, it was who she had wanted to be since she met Tyler in Oxford at that party that felt to have been decades ago. It was who she almost became in Mississippi, but that Bianca Holt would have faced a considerably different fate. This Bianca Holt was centuries wiser than the former. She and Tyler had redefined their love, and this revision had made their relationship everything it was capable of being, it perfected their desire for each other, for better or for worse.

Tyler had papers written up siting the management group for her apartment complex for lease violations, repairs that weren't completed in a timely manner, a broken security gate at the entrance, a covered parking space not having ever been provided to Bianca, and several other infractions.  This allowed her to break her lease without penalty and move into a sprawling rental home near Lake Travis in with Tyler.  It was far more home than they needed, but the fabulous Tyler Holt had decided it was where they needed to be.  He had just taken the Texas Bar a week earlier and was showing great promise in the prosecutors office. There had never been any question that Tyler Holt would be an incredible success, it didn't seem to matter where he was. His inherent success was universal. The house was extravagant, 5,000 square feet 5 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms.  It had a chefs kitchen and stunning views of the lake.  Bianca was certain that she was the only 20 year woman in Austin living in a house like it it seemed ubsurd to her, they didn't even have enough furniture to fill even one room. Tyler was going to be a prince wherever he called home, it was what he was.  Money was no issue at all, Tyler had a substantial account, the origin of which had never been clear to Bianca, he had come into it upon passing the Mississippi bar.  She did understand that it was family money that came from much further back than Bufford and Barbara and that they had no say in the issuing of it.  She did not know how much was in it, she didnt even know that he had this trust coming to him Tyler had never mentioned it before.  She wondered if some of Barbaras crazy behavior could be explained by her own knowledge of it.  Whatever the story was the young Tyler Holt wasn't telling it.  Bianca had done well with her money as well.  She had been very frugal, saving every penny she could it hadn't been difficult for her in her days of solidarity, she really had nothing to spend it on or anyone to spend it with.  In addition she still had every penny of her hush money.  She had been keeping it for medical expenses, however, she hadn't had any.   Dr. Leck was paid in full and if she understood correctly, any expenses for the hospital involving the baby were also taken care of.  When Bianca arrived in Austin she had applied for state assistance which had been an exhaustive process with her having just recently taken residence in Texas.  She hypothesized that somehow that assistance had been pushed through and covered her pregnancy and delivery. She didn't  discuss this with Tyler. He would never approve of this sort of aid, for someone like himself, government assistance paying for his child would be embarrassing and Bianca didn't see any point in stirring it all up.  The bills were covered everything was all set. There was no reason to change or jeopardize that.  There would be ample oppertunity for expense in their future with her cancer treatment, even with insurance.  Tyler would be able to add the baby and herself at open enrollment in August, just in time with the baby due mid September.

Bianca wasn't feeling well, she hadn't been feeling well for two weeks now. It was a fact she hadn't shared with Alice Leck at her last appointment and one she did plan on sharing at her appointment tomorrow. Only Tyler knew, and he knew very little of the actual scope of discomfort and exhaustion, she didn't know that it was the cancer making her feel ill, she was 26 weeks and based on what she read in her various literature pregnancy in and of itself can make one pretty uncomfortable and tired. Tyler, despite his scant understanding of her troubling ailments, was none the less insistent that she quit her job and rest herself in preparation for the obstacles ahead, but Bianca liked her job.  She liked feeling like she could stand on her own and she felt marginally important, it was the only credential she had. She hadn't finished school or become an entrepreneur, she was just a girl, a sick pregnant girl with an exceptional husband without her little government job.

"Bianca, is there no end to you irrationality?! Of course it is wise. What is unwise is you perpetually burning your wick at both ends."

She knew he was right. She knew she had to wrap her head around days on end in their vacuous home resting and growing bigger with child and weaker with disease.  She spent a moment searching for the positive and decided she would have to revisit that sentiment another time. For now she would just have to accept it, positive or not.

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