“Oh, you know how business trips are. Meetings after meetings.” Geoffrey felt guilty about the small lie, but he didn’t feel ready to tell his son the truth, at least not until he’s spoken to Nancy.
“Yeah, sounds awesome. Did you want to talk to Mom?”
“In a moment. How is she? How are you? Fill me in.”
“Well, Mom’s fine. She’s just been out a lot visiting people and just trying to keep busy. I’m fine, too. I got on the honor roll again.”
“Ah, that’s great, son! I’m proud of you! Glad you and your mother are doing fine.”
“Yeah. So when are you coming home?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe tomorrow. I just have a few more things to take care of here.”
“Cool. Dad, are you sure you’re fine? You sound tired.”
“Yeah. I had a late meeting last night and didn’t get a lot of sleep.”
“Oh, well, did you want to get some sleep? We can always talk later, Dad.”
“Sure. Sounds like a plan.”
“Okie, Dad. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay, son. Love you.”
“Yeah love you, too, Dad.”
Geoffrey set his phone down on the bedside table and rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling. Not bothering to remove his shoes or change his clothes, he laid there staring at the spinning blades of the ceiling fan until, finally, sleep claimed him.
Nancy got up, she felt the oddest sensation in her chest, she couldn't quite put her finger on it, she went downstairs and said hello to Malcolm who was finishing his cereal.
"Hi mom, dad called last night."
She paused in reaching for the orange juice and turned around, the odd feeling faded a bit she wondered...no that wasn't possible it wasn't like she missed Geoffrey. The mention of his name didn't make her happy, she stared at the ground, yes it did make her happy to hear his name, she hadn't even been in the mood to drink any juice cocktails.
"I see, what did he say?"
"He told me he should be back today, and was asking how we were doing, he sounded tired." Malcolm said.
She nodded slowly, she wished she had been here, she stared at the clock Nancy could never be as cold as Vita was but still she couldn't admit the one thing that was clearly obvious. She had stopped loving Skip a long time ago, she was only happy to see him because seeing his face reminded her of what she was looking for in Geoffrey. Perhaps if he continued to show her the affection she wanted she could be a better wife they could be a stronger family unit. She shook her head, it was too soon to say any of that, but it was nice to dream, Malcolm 🐸🐸🐸🐸 his head at the dreamy expression on his mother's face.
'She must really like that orange juice' he thought.
.............
Vita leaned against the door frame to Skip's room, he was putting his clothes away in a suitcase that appeared to be falling apart, she stared at him for a moment. He had been out really late and only looked more depressed when he came in.
"Skip?"
He turned his head briefly then focused his attention back on the bag.
"Is something the matter Vita?" he asked tiredly.
"It was just, I was wondering what you were doing."
"I'm leaving." he said firmly.
She 🐸🐸🐸🐸 her head.
"Leaving? Well whatever for?"
"I need to get out of this house, I can't stay here not knowing anything, I'm going to get a job and pay you back for your hospitality but I need to leave and find out more."
Vita moved as he walked past him, he reminded her of Geoffrey the first time his parents got him a chemistry set, he was so determined to figure out how everything worked. She shook her head.
"Wait a minute." she stopped him by the stairs.
"Yes?"
"You don't have to leave, I can help you." she said.
He smiled at her.
"No Vita, I think I've hurt enough women around me."
He kissed her cheek and headed for the door, she called after him again when he reached the door.
"You don't need to pay me back, your moneys no good here, I hope you find what you're looking for."
He smiled and winked at her, as he went to the taxi he was thinking the same thing, he hoped he could find out what he was looking for too, he knew he would need to leave Sunset Valley but he didn't really have any money, so for now it was enough to leave the "safety" of the Alto manor. He looked across the street at the Landgrabb manor, he wondered if he had a chance to befriend his brother and nephew when he wasn't such a wreck. He dropped his bags in the taxi and ran across the street, Malcolm was near the window and watched him put an envelope in their mailbox. Skip returned to his taxi and told the driver to head to one of the randomly place motels, he was already on the phone with the owner of the local diner. He had a job, a place to stay, now he just needed to do something with his life so he could have a chance to be a father.
.......
Summer must have placed musical chairs all around her home as she found a spot to sit and tried to call Liberty, she wanted her advice but at the same time she knew that Liberty was with someone, she didn't want to spoil her friend's good time. Liberty didn't talk about herself much, probably because Summer talked enough for both of them, so she couldn't be sure if it was a flavor of the week or someone that she really cared about. She looked up as Travis walked by her on his way to work.
"Hey Travis?"
He paused in the hallway.
"You only call me Travis when you want something." he said, thinking of the various nicknames she had thrown at him since he moved in.
"But this time I have my own simoleans I just need moral support." she said softly.
"And you can't call Liberty?"
"She's busy."
"Too busy for her best friend?"
She only pouted at him and he sighed.
"What do you need?"
"Think you can take off work and get me to Sunset Valley?" she asked.
She had looked at far too many that claimed to be specialists, it was either go see Dr. Landgrabb or risk losing a thousand simoleans for one of the various doctors that wouldn't come to her home. He examined her for a little while she looked so tired and her eyes were puffy from crying, she wasn't even being as flirty she was hanging on to the door as if she couldn't keep her up. He nodded.
"Of course I can, but why do you need to go to Sunset Valley?"
"It's the closest hospital with the sort of doctor I need..."
He set his things down and called in to work, she smiled at him weakly and slid to the floor in a daze, she hadn't fainted but it was an episode the nurses had warned her that she would have for a while. She hoped that this doctor could help her, she had tried too hard in life to die so soon....
*scene ends*
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Part 8: 8 years of solitude riding on the crazy train *SPOILER*
The rain hits the window pane. A view of a rocking chair is shown as a woman in long dirty blonde hair is rocking back and forth. The door swings open and a nurse dressed in white wheels in a cart of medication
Lorraine: How are we feeling today, Holly?
Holly stares outside of the window and watches the dark rain clouds pass by
Lorraine: Holly, do you know where you are?
Holly turns her head and looks at Lorraine
Holly: I'm going back home.
Lorraine: I know you are, dear. Now come on, let's get your medication.
Lorraine feeds Holly her meds and returns the empty cups to the cart. Holly hums a tune while rocking in her chair
Lorraine: That's a pretty song Holly. Are there any words to it?
Holly: Mhmm. But you don't want to hear them.
Lorraine: Oh sure I do. Sing it for me.
Holly: Okay. Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there.”
“Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair
-can ne'er come down again.
Holly breaks the forth wall as a crackle of thunder and lightning blast through the sky.
For those of you who don't know. The Lyrics are actually lines from a poem titled "The Spider and the Fly" The spider is basically luring a very naive fly into it's web with it's charm but shows it's true side when it is too late for the fly. Strangely this is considered a children's fable. But technically it's a cautionary tale so yeah.
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“Oh, you know how business trips are. Meetings after meetings.” Geoffrey felt guilty about the small lie, but he didn’t feel ready to tell his son the truth, at least not until he’s spoken to Nancy.
“Yeah, sounds awesome. Did you want to talk to Mom?”
“In a moment. How is she? How are you? Fill me in.”
“Well, Mom’s fine. She’s just been out a lot visiting people and just trying to keep busy. I’m fine, too. I got on the honor roll again.”
“Ah, that’s great, son! I’m proud of you! Glad you and your mother are doing fine.”
“Yeah. So when are you coming home?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe tomorrow. I just have a few more things to take care of here.”
“Cool. Dad, are you sure you’re fine? You sound tired.”
“Yeah. I had a late meeting last night and didn’t get a lot of sleep.”
“Oh, well, did you want to get some sleep? We can always talk later, Dad.”
“Sure. Sounds like a plan.”
“Okie, Dad. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay, son. Love you.”
“Yeah love you, too, Dad.”
Geoffrey set his phone down on the bedside table and rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling. Not bothering to remove his shoes or change his clothes, he laid there staring at the spinning blades of the ceiling fan until, finally, sleep claimed him.
*scene ends*
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*Scene begins the next morning*
Nancy got up, she felt the oddest sensation in her chest, she couldn't quite put her finger on it, she went downstairs and said hello to Malcolm who was finishing his cereal.
"Hi mom, dad called last night."
She paused in reaching for the orange juice and turned around, the odd feeling faded a bit she wondered...no that wasn't possible it wasn't like she missed Geoffrey. The mention of his name didn't make her happy, she stared at the ground, yes it did make her happy to hear his name, she hadn't even been in the mood to drink any juice cocktails.
"I see, what did he say?"
"He told me he should be back today, and was asking how we were doing, he sounded tired." Malcolm said.
She nodded slowly, she wished she had been here, she stared at the clock Nancy could never be as cold as Vita was but still she couldn't admit the one thing that was clearly obvious. She had stopped loving Skip a long time ago, she was only happy to see him because seeing his face reminded her of what she was looking for in Geoffrey. Perhaps if he continued to show her the affection she wanted she could be a better wife they could be a stronger family unit. She shook her head, it was too soon to say any of that, but it was nice to dream, Malcolm 🐸🐸🐸🐸 his head at the dreamy expression on his mother's face.
'She must really like that orange juice' he thought.
.............
Vita leaned against the door frame to Skip's room, he was putting his clothes away in a suitcase that appeared to be falling apart, she stared at him for a moment. He had been out really late and only looked more depressed when he came in.
"Skip?"
He turned his head briefly then focused his attention back on the bag.
"Is something the matter Vita?" he asked tiredly.
"It was just, I was wondering what you were doing."
"I'm leaving." he said firmly.
She 🐸🐸🐸🐸 her head.
"Leaving? Well whatever for?"
"I need to get out of this house, I can't stay here not knowing anything, I'm going to get a job and pay you back for your hospitality but I need to leave and find out more."
Vita moved as he walked past him, he reminded her of Geoffrey the first time his parents got him a chemistry set, he was so determined to figure out how everything worked. She shook her head.
"Wait a minute." she stopped him by the stairs.
"Yes?"
"You don't have to leave, I can help you." she said.
He smiled at her.
"No Vita, I think I've hurt enough women around me."
He kissed her cheek and headed for the door, she called after him again when he reached the door.
"You don't need to pay me back, your moneys no good here, I hope you find what you're looking for."
He smiled and winked at her, as he went to the taxi he was thinking the same thing, he hoped he could find out what he was looking for too, he knew he would need to leave Sunset Valley but he didn't really have any money, so for now it was enough to leave the "safety" of the Alto manor. He looked across the street at the Landgrabb manor, he wondered if he had a chance to befriend his brother and nephew when he wasn't such a wreck. He dropped his bags in the taxi and ran across the street, Malcolm was near the window and watched him put an envelope in their mailbox. Skip returned to his taxi and told the driver to head to one of the randomly place motels, he was already on the phone with the owner of the local diner. He had a job, a place to stay, now he just needed to do something with his life so he could have a chance to be a father.
.......
Summer must have placed musical chairs all around her home as she found a spot to sit and tried to call Liberty, she wanted her advice but at the same time she knew that Liberty was with someone, she didn't want to spoil her friend's good time. Liberty didn't talk about herself much, probably because Summer talked enough for both of them, so she couldn't be sure if it was a flavor of the week or someone that she really cared about. She looked up as Travis walked by her on his way to work.
"Hey Travis?"
He paused in the hallway.
"You only call me Travis when you want something." he said, thinking of the various nicknames she had thrown at him since he moved in.
"But this time I have my own simoleans I just need moral support." she said softly.
"And you can't call Liberty?"
"She's busy."
"Too busy for her best friend?"
She only pouted at him and he sighed.
"What do you need?"
"Think you can take off work and get me to Sunset Valley?" she asked.
She had looked at far too many that claimed to be specialists, it was either go see Dr. Landgrabb or risk losing a thousand simoleans for one of the various doctors that wouldn't come to her home. He examined her for a little while she looked so tired and her eyes were puffy from crying, she wasn't even being as flirty she was hanging on to the door as if she couldn't keep her up. He nodded.
"Of course I can, but why do you need to go to Sunset Valley?"
"It's the closest hospital with the sort of doctor I need..."
He set his things down and called in to work, she smiled at him weakly and slid to the floor in a daze, she hadn't fainted but it was an episode the nurses had warned her that she would have for a while. She hoped that this doctor could help her, she had tried too hard in life to die so soon....
*scene ends*
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*extends face forward hopefully*
"What happened?" Nancy asked.
Malcolm shuffled from side to side."Father was at Bella Goth's house.. and he got caught in a fire. He's ...he's.."
"What , Malcolm?"
"Dead. He is dead. And so is Bella and her children. The only person who survived is Mortimer Goth."
Nancy stood up.
"well , we have much to do. Let's go and make an appearance."
***scene fades to the Goth manor.***
Mortimer Goth was distraught.
"Bella! Bella!" he yelled , sobbing over the ashes that had once been his wife.
Bella , his Bella......
And Cassandra and Alex! they were gone too! his children .... his wife ..all dead.
"Mr.Goth?" an officer asked gently. "we need you to help us."
Mortimer stared up at him.
"Can you recall how the fire started?"
Mortimer began sobbing again.
"I just didn't want her to go!" he moaned into his hands. "i couldn't let her go ,I couldn't...."
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The rain hits the window pane. A view of a rocking chair is shown as a woman in long dirty blonde hair is rocking back and forth. The door swings open and a nurse dressed in white wheels in a cart of medication
Lorraine: How are we feeling today, Holly?
Holly stares outside of the window and watches the dark rain clouds pass by
Lorraine: Holly, do you know where you are?
Holly turns her head and looks at Lorraine
Holly: I'm going back home.
Lorraine: I know you are, dear. Now come on, let's get your medication.
Lorraine feeds Holly her meds and returns the empty cups to the cart. Holly hums a tune while rocking in her chair
Lorraine: That's a pretty song Holly. Are there any words to it?
Holly: Mhmm. But you don't want to hear them.
Lorraine: Oh sure I do. Sing it for me.
Holly: Okay. Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there.”
“Oh no, no,” said the little Fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair
-can ne'er come down again.
Holly breaks the forth wall as a crackle of thunder and lightning blast through the sky.
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Excuse me? Are you trying to imply Jesus is a sweet zombie?