In a dark 1935 psychoanalyst’s office, Eleanor, a mature brunette wearing gold-rimmed spectacles and green blouse, lies on a couch, while in the background Victor, a mature, bearded man wearing black-rimmed spectacles, looks on.
“Damn, But She Loved Him” by the author © Teresa Wymore


Secrets of the Velvet Trap — 12

Defensive and angry, Eleanor argues with Victor about love and the limits of psychoanalysis.

Tantalizing Tales
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9 min readJun 20, 2024


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“Eddie initiated a new project, a cultural memoir of the Velvet Trap,” said Eleanor. “I can’t believe she convinced Vivian. She’s highly self-assured for someone her age.”

“The age disparity is the least of my concerns,” replied Victor dryly.

“Her dependency needs are creating an intensity I find difficult to manage. I raised the subject of moving her to a new analyst, but it was devastating as you might imagine.”

Victor removed his spectacles. “Do I need to point out this breach can cost your medical license?”

Eleanor’s voice softened as she replied, “I’m not her physician.”

“That may not matter.”



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Tantalizing Tales

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