One Month Later…
“We all have our reasons
for rewriting history. The past is sometimes a place we all want to stay, but
through the years new opportunities arise that can change our history. We all
experience Death, love and even the unsettling situation of a dear friend moving
away…”
Lynette opened her door for the movers to start putting
things in the truck. As she was closing the door a foot came between it and the
frame. Lynette opened it up again to see the girls on her stoop.
“Awe you guys… I just wanted a way to get outta here without tears.” The
girls looked at each other and were able to force a fake smile. Bree stepped
forward and handed Lynette a basket. “It’s a little snack for you while on the
road, it’s full of…” Lynette interrupted. “Bree it’s full of Little Debbie
snack cakes…” Bree smiled and looked over to Jennifer. “Well ever since I lost
the Christmas baking contest, I just don’t have the ambition to bake the way I
use to.” Bree looked back at Lynette and got a face full of slamming door. The
girls looked at Bree. “Way to go Bree…” Renee snapped. They all shrugged and
walked off the porch as Jennifer tugged on Bree’s sleeve. “ OK, you obviously
are having a hard time of just dropping this…” Jennifer said. “I’ll admit yes
I’m having a hard time with the fact that your cake destroyed mine.” Jennifer
smiled “Well… I guess till you prove you've got what it takes, I’m the new
Susie homemaker on the lane.” With that Jennifer walked away leaving Bree
standing on the porch, Speechless.
Gaby was at the table sifting through the bills, when she gave threw her
hands in the air I frustration. “I just don’t know how we’re gonna be able to
pay everything off.” Gaby said while shaking her head at Carlos. “So those
things we tossed together, the thing we agreed we didn't need or want anymore…
just sell um.” Carlos said shrugging. Gaby looked stunned. “I sold everything I
had when you were blind and looked like the survivor of a shark attack.” Carlos
rolled his eyes and stared at Gaby till she gave in. She flipped open her
laptop. “ OK fine, but if I get fat again, I’m forcing you to have sex with me.”
“We
just cannot afford the Mortgage on this house anymore Jenn. I’m working as much
as I can. Options are you get a job or we move.” Steve told this to Jennifer as
she read through a final notice. She nodded her head at Steve in agreement. He
stood up, kissed her goodbye and left for another day of work. Jennifer sat at
the table for a few seconds till she looked up with determination in her eyes.
Jennifer walked across the street, up the walkway, in front of the door and
knocked. Bree answered without words and just smiled. “Before you say anything,
I need your help” Still without word Bree squinted. “ OK, well I know you just
got back on your feet, getting your business back and all and I was hoping…”
Jennifer paused. “…You see Steve and I, are having money problems and I was
hoping you may have a position open in the test kitchen.” Jennifer felt odd
standing there without Bree speaking, until… “I did have something open… but I
filled it, My daughter Danielle and her son are moving in with me and she has
no income whatsoever, so I’m deeply saddened to tell you, I have nothing.” With
that Bree slammed the door as Jennifer quietly went back home.
The
day had gone quickly for Lynette and before she knew it the home that had held
so many memories was empty. Lynette began to tear up, when she felt arms wrap
around her. Tom stood behind her with tears built up in his eyes as well. They
knew they wouldn't make it out the door without one last send off. “Bree brought the Wine to toast.”
Lynette sips on hers before hugging Renee. “Carlos
brought the cigars to smoke.” Carlos shakes Tom’s hand before pulling him
in for a hug. “Lynette brought the laughter…”
The girls stood in a circle and threw their arms around each other half
crying half laughing. “Yes I can honestly
say, I have never seen a group of friends closer than those of my girls on
Wisteria Lane… As I close on the story of my dear friend Lynette. I too regain
the memories of her strength, wisdom and pure heart for everyone’s lives she entered,
day to day.”
.12.
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