“Often in life, we
find ourselves parting from people. People we care for and people we despise.
Whether desirable or not… these people can sometimes Re-enter your life without
notice… or warning”
After hearing a knock on the door Lynette opened it to see Kayla on the
other side. Kayla lifted her sunglasses. “Hi Lynette.” Lynette managed a faux
smile. “Hi Kayla, Tom isn’t here right now.” Kayla smiled. “I’m not here for
him Lynette. Actually I wanted to see you.” Lynette stood still for a while
then motioned for her to come in. Kayla walked past her into the living room.
Lynette shut the door and walked toward her. “Why?” she questioned. Kayla
looked upset. “I wanted to apologize for what I put you through… In the years
I’ve come to realize that what happened to my mother wasn’t your fault.”
Lynette looked down. “Do you know what could have happened to me after the
stunts you pulled?” Lynette asked. They both looked at each other. Kayla
smirked. “Well I’m sorry… if it matters.” Kayla walked around Lynette and out
the door.
Bree said goodbye and hung up the phone as Trip walked in. “Who was
that?” Trip asked. Smiling, Bree replied “That was Andrew, He wanted me to let
you know he appreciates you getting him a job at the office” Trip smiled and
gave Bree a kiss on the forehead. As he walked out of the room there was a
knock on the door. Bree answered the door to see Roy. “Roy, Come in.” Roy
smiled then shook his head. “Thank you Bree, but I’m just going to be a second,
I found Karen’s Recipe for that Rhubarb pie, and I think she would want you to
have it, even though…” Bree smirked “…Even though last time I had a piece it
was filled with meds and unknown liquid.” Roy smiled as Bree continued. “This
is very thoughtful Roy, thank you so much.” Roy smiled, waved and walked the
other way as Bree watched she smiled.
“Hey Bree.” Bree snapped from her trance and watched Gaby walk up to
her. “Was that Roy?” Bree just nodded at Gaby’s question. “Haven’t seen him
since the funeral.” Bree still silent chimed in. “He misses Karen, We all do.”
Gaby Looked at Bree. “She was one of a kind.”
Bree broke the sadness,
“What are you doing home? Don’t they need you at work?” Gaby rolled her eyes…
“I’ve got to spend time with the girls, you know how it is being a mother” Bree
looked around and back at Gaby, “Gaby, Where are the girls.” Gaby shrugged “I
don’t know”
Jennifer was tossing and turning in bed
that night having the bad dream she has had so many times before… “I can’t get
my foot out!” Jennifer screamed as the loud siren was breaking the silence of
the night.
She was yelling at a
woman on the other side of the barbed wire fence. “Hurry they are coming!”
Yelled the other woman. Jennifer pulled hard till her foot was free. The woman
stuck her head and arm through the hole. “Ok! Now me hurry!” She reached for
Jennifer. Jennifer gave her a tug but it was no use, the guards were
approaching quickly. “I’m so sorry” Jennifer ran, leaving the woman to be
dragged from the hole screaming. Jennifer sat up quickly, with sweat pouring
from her head. Steve sat up next to her rubbing her back. “Bad dream?” Jennifer
just nodded and laid back down.
The next morning Gaby was getting ready
for work when her cell phone rang. “Hello?” Gaby was still getting ready and
listing at the same time, until she stopped… “That’s not possible, her father
put her on the bus this morning…”Gaby’s face filled with anger and worry. “Yes,
well thank you… I will give you a call when were on our way” Gaby closed her phone
and ran upstairs “Juanita Solis! You had better have a good reason to why you…”
upon entering the girls room Gaby found a note on Juanita’s bed, with the word
“Daddy” written in colored pencil on the front.
“Yes,
Parting can be such sweet sorrow… Parting from those who have ulterior
motives.” Kayla is sitting in a hotel room with pictures of Lynette torn up
and marked all over. “Parting from those
who had no choice but to leave us.” Roy is holding a picture of Karen, then
slips it into his packed luggage. “Parting
from those who we feel we have chased away.” Gaby is crying in Carlos’
arms…
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