Months had passed since David's death. Adele had been a dutiful and attentive mother. They had made plans for Sollozzo, gone over and over the possibilities. They had one shot at this, it was important to get it right and yet she was frustrated. By the lack of momentum, by the ordinary mundanity of her days. Thoughts, not good thoughts, ticked across her mind like news tape. One by one she dismissed them. Returned to her sons. Reached out to her daughters. Spent evenings with her brother and his wife, and still it was... empty. A gigantic hole where David had been, and for all the love her family gave her---it echoed in her soul, reverberating upon itself until the sound of the nothing was deafening.
Cass and Alex had offered to take the boys for a night. This time she didn't refuse, made sure they were set with food and clean pyjamas, gave the usual rundown (though both Alex and Cass knew the routine backwards, she did this anyway), dressed herself in painfully high heels, a shimmering dress---and she left. She didn't say exactly where, only a vague mention of the city. Her eyes had a wild and desperate look to them, Adele slipped out the door before she could be questioned further.
A place she once knew, but different now. How many times had it changed hands? More than she could count. Same old clientele, though. Standing at the bar, she knew she was drawing looks. She returned some of them. Others she ignored. A muggle bar, it was now. All the better. One got brave enough to approach, offered a drink. She accepted, feigning shyness. Ice broken, others began to edge in. They thought themselves hunters, each eager to outdo the other for her favour. They had no idea they were prey. She played them against each other, favouring one and then the other. A battle royale of seduction, she kept a mental score. There would be a winner.
That was the point.
She wanted to see them fight, first. Adele wanted to remember who she was. How she had been. Before she had settled into this middle-aged housewife life, and even the toey teenagers had forgotten she was a woman.
Before she had lost the love of her life, before she had been thrown into an endless well of pain. This was the only way she knew to climb back out.
Find a new one. Forget the old one.