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Chapter One

She sat back, Louise Fleming, agaze into the void of the night from the infirmary window, interior London, brainchild around her go up to this point, it was 1945, she was afraid by her own state of mind but she had sooner or later put it together, with a bit of shame. Now she'd have to relate her father.

(Louise was calved 1911, but beingness really didn't block up beside her until 1933, when she had done with college, became a registered health care provider (RN), an job her begetter chose for her, Dr. Bruce Fleming, yet he would have preferable she get a doctor of medicine approaching him. She had worked on her billet at two London hospitals, and , even nevertheless she liked her work, and was goodish at it, she was not fully relaxed beside it, I mean, it is not truly what she would have selected had she unnoticed her father's arguments. That of course, was one of two contentions, or issues between her and her father, an internecine attempt for her, for she loved him dearly, and deeply, whom was nonmoving in old Victorian traditions, and her a little a free female of the 1920s, the new era, what F. Scott Fitzgerald dubbed it, 'The Jazz Age'.

It was in 1945, WWII had ended, and static thing smaller quantity than Doctor Fleming's opinion, and function on how property are say to be, were verboten next to him ((he had not changed)), and when he was with his daughter, the endeavour seemed to emanated finished his animal tissue to the marrow of his bones, and to conjecture of ever-changing them would be horrible, unthinkable, devastating.

Louise had one matter next to Dr. David Marshal, in 1937, up to that time the war, just to discovery out he was married, and would go put money on to his wife, somehow it was a assuagement for her, so she finished shortly after the information. That is when she had met Lisa Morgan, many case in the first months of 1938, she was learning a female person collaborator was so much more than delicious for her, yes, learned, odd as it seemed, it seemed right, in that she had a friend, one she could sermon to, when she felt dry and dull, and minus words, chat to and not await zip in return; a man would never study that, she finalized. That is when she started to create her prototypical book, well, a smallish formerly that, but when she put more than try into that is, yet, it would not be complete until 1939. Her male parent told her she was humorous her juncture on such as matters, that she should go support to school, brainwave a husband, have children, so he could have grandchildren, for she was the just woman in the family, and change state a doctor, it would composition her finer. Her opinion of pedagogy were that her female sibling could do all those material possession for him; he didn't demand to have two daughters good-natured his will.

But as example went on, she was on her 2d book; she used the pen name, Rose Christianson. In 1942, the second journal was finished, and yet her parent didn't know; merely that she was writing, as he put it so plainly, for what judgment he didn't know, or precision. In a way, Louise was stupefied she got two books published, but consequently it was what she liked to do, and that was really when she started to question her sexuality.

But during her leisure in spring, of 1938, when Lisa and her went to England's coast, rented a breathing space in a guesthouse, climbed the close mountain, together, went underweight dipping in a in the neighbourhood lake, together, talked for work time on end during the fourteen-night stay, discussion and ingestion and smoky cigarettes, listening to the piano, and self warmed by the fireplace, things changed, and everything turn questionable, but denaturized even so.

During the war time of life of 1944 to 1945, they both worked at the General Hospital together, she was the chief nurse, little as she was, and nearby were nuns, sisters valid. And this day, she stood at the fanlight of the hospital, she had come in now to the decision after her 3rd and now compatible on her off book, all in a straight themes and plots, travel to the finality, and world of her fifth copy would tip the scales of the times, similar it or not, towards her taste. She cloth uncontrolled to do so, yes, a small indefinite quantity bewildered yet, but she taken for granted now she was a lesbian, and in some way would have to facade up to it, precise or erroneous to her begetter it didn't event anymore, she was what she considered necessary to be, or what she cloth she had to be, not full command the why of it, or caring, it simply was.)

Chapter Two

[1946] Louise gone the health facility to meet Lisa at the pub, essential Trafalgar Square, it was 10:00 PM, she was exploitable on her fifth textbook (as I have mentioned), "All Her Young Lovers" it was 1946, she and Lisa had purchased a flatboat from many of the assets advanced to her on her off future digest. It would landed estate an matter in the hospital, one near a stand to it, a delicate displacement to two women falling in love, yes, kindly of a going from her own natural life. If she finished it wisely, the overt would accept it she knew, if not, she'd be categorized as one quality of a writer, and a get thinner readership, or minor one with the public, and central toward lesbianism solitary. This was her pain in the side, how could she gratify her, and her masses at the identical time, and be true to herself and her readers, and how would her begetter pinch it, if she was successful, positively he would discovery out.

And so Lisa and Louise stirred in in cooperation on the Tames River, lining south, and outdoor sport off the boat, and conscious in its incommodious station approaching two sardines, but affection it. She was beautiful secure at this point, she would not arrival to a straight relationship, yet she questioned herself on this, was she bisexual? She had not subordinate it outright out, not until Lisa found a boyfriend that happened to foil by one day when she was at work, and present they were ingestion beer on the upper deck, cut of the boat, riant. He was perhaps individual age aged than she, and they seemed to cognise respectively separate slightly well, for lone talks once: mayhap they were old friends from the hospital, someone that she didn't tell her about, oh well, it was cramps in the stomah when she saw them equally. And green-eyed monster prevailed, but it was solitary erudite thinking, she could not dominate Lisa, not approaching her father wanted to do to her, so Louise had to permit this, and she recovered a md comrade to slumber beside.

It was possibly on the sixth date, the elder person of Lisa's proven to bully himself on her, and she hard-pressed him off the boat into the river nonetheless, soaked to the brim he was; this all happened when Louise came home, he was discovery his way hindmost onto the boat, and express Lisa as he walked on haunch the ship to the jetty area, and olden Louise, they had at that moment, ready-made up their minds not to exam themselves anymore, it was enough, they were who they were, and didn't want to put in the wrong place one another complete fugitive residence pleasures.

But immobile the begetter necessary to know, and it was in that tremendously year, Louise confronted him.

"How was it next to your father?" asked Lisa.

"As expected, not good, not bang-up at all, he yelled and named me a fag, and barrel his head, and stomped his feet, and told me I was going to hell, and that he did not want me to be quantity of his life span anymore, not that we are by a long chalk to each other than now."

There genuinely wasn't by a long chalk more to say, the begetter had aforementioned his peace, and so did Louise, yet it broke her hunch that they could not have a girl and begetter relation resembling she had ever hopped for, saw that, so numerous of her friends had.

And that 1947 came, a bad and favorable twelvemonth indeed for Louise, bad in that her parent took ill and died; She was named to his bed side, and for what it was worth, ready-made their peace, but not moving they were discomfited beside all other, even then.

It was this time period her new book, became an awarding triumphant book, and she normative $100,000-dollars for the rights to manufacture it into a movie, even in spite of this it would ne'er go erstwhile the thinking stages, she normative the supervise. After the taxes, of 40% (some compassionate of war taking back tax) she was gone next to $60,000-dollars, fixed a sizeable sum for the present time. It was a stoppage for her and Lisa, they could now dislocate to where they wanted to, and Louise could keep in touch until her hunch was ecstatic.

Chapter Three

[1948] Louise and Lisa sold-out their houseboat, most having to administer the big armoured vehicle away, or pay to have it enraptured and hauled and scrapped at the junkyard, but at the later moment, a clad tender came in, around $1000-dollars was fine, and they grabbed it, it truly was the closing and simply decent offer, and they caught a boat, suite cases only, a few boxes of books, and oriented for South Africa, Cape Town, outside on the coast, this is where they would singing. There they purchased a hunk of land, 8000-square meters, and built 3 houses on it, sold two, and beside what they had left over, physique an delay on theirs.

There was a bother though, the two men they went into business organization beside who helped habitus the homes for and near them, but did not expend money, simply event and effort, Tom Gerard, and his brother, Hank, resold the houses, thus, two owners per habitat. The fault was that they had documented propulsion from Louise's attorney, she had fixed it during the location stages and forgotten to have a nullified. There was a judicature battle, and Louise terminated up one responsible, I suppose human had to be, and she was the singular one available, sad but true, race and judges go after those they can catch, who have money, who have no plant to run to. It would transport a few geezerhood to release out. And Tom and Hank were no where on earth to be saved. And so again, she was robbed legally, erstwhile by the senate finished taxes, and now by the courts, dictum she would have to bring in good, the jewels put downfield on buying the private house by the second owners, patch another bash was reasonably owning it. Had she not in agreement to the settlement, she was looking at correctional institution juncture for fraud, but it would be the second instance she of all time detected of the two boys, a wakeless gash so.

It was 1950, when all was preconcerted and over, and she had figured out what to do with her writings. I mean, she required to freedom her inner self into the books, her way of life, in need uninflected her open to a corner, as if to say: give somebody a lift it or exit it. She knew her life style was not all that suitable in Europe, particularly England, and America in unusual. And so she chose to keep up a correspondence give or take a few the Greeks.

This was her release; she would become the Greek hero, where homosexuality was accepted, as was Plato, and all the severe Greeks heroes. She could backward the role, her human being the male, and understand the style from story to book, merely slightly, until she hit Alexander the Great, in attendance she would dominate next to his bisexual life, for all world darling Alexander, how could they not know he was who he was.

And as the years passed she wrote cardinal books, one after the other, next to cardinal tours of Greece, and reading the vases in the museums to figure out their life span styles, on a on a daily basis font. She was so redeeming at it, supreme readers brainwave she to be a man letters of the old ancient Greeks, to their dismay, they would find out, she was a female. And so the favour went one, and seldom did she travel, but for exploit up to their necks somewhat next to the issues of South Africa, and a few scattered ones in her penchant of sex, she did not get waves, plus, she lived so far away from humanity's cosmopolitan's who would of all time suppose of visiting her: she would not have to skirmish for her lifestyle, simply don't be superior near it in her sacred writing. And it worked.

She died in 1989; one call in from BBC for an interview, one from a public press active her life, and that was that.

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