“Even in a town like Fairview there are calm,
less desperate moments. When Lynette drove down the lane one last time, my
girls felt a feeling of loss, much like when myself or Susan exited their
lives…” The girls are playing
poker. No words being said. “Oh come on ladies, cheer up.” Renee broke the
silence. “We still have each other, I talked to Lynette last night and they
made it there fine and she’s excited about her new job and… Renee stopped
wasting her breath. “Ah who the hell am I kidding, I miss her too…” Renee threw
her cards on the table. “I fold” there was a knock on Bree’s door, just before
she stood up and patted Renee’s back. “But
like I've said before…” Bree opened the door and there stood a tall man
wearing a baseball cap. “…Desperation…”
Bree smiled “Can I help you?” the man smiled back “Yes, my name’s Doug Perry,
I’m looking for my Ex-wife Renee.” Bree’s eyes widened as she looked into the
other room, biting her lip. “…Will always
find its way back to Wisteria Lane.”
Jennifer
was glaring into the mysterious box and finally pulled something out of it.
Jennifer was holding an old driver’s license with her photo on it but the name
was much different. Jennifer sank into a memory she often tried to erase from
her mind. When Jennifer was younger she was in love with a man who came from a
very wealthy family. She always felt guilt for picturing the flawless romance
they once had. “Jenn…” Jennifer jumped and spun around to see Steve standing at
the doorway. “Still looking at that driver’s license…” Jennifer turned back and
shut the jewelry box quickly and before Steve could ask any questions about it.
“I’m trying to become this new person, this Jennifer… but I realized today that
in order to fight for what I want, I need to remove the old me and focus on our
future.” Steve smiled and winked at her before he walked out of the room.
Jennifer took one last look at the card before reaching for the scissors and
cutting it in half.
Ben Picked up his coffee mug and sipped.
Then Doug picked his up and sipped. They did this back and forth slowly while
staring at each other. “So…you’re a Yankee?” Ben asked taking another sip.
“Yup…and you’re an Aussie?” Doug replied. Ben put his cup down much harder this
time. “Is that a problem?” they both stood up as Renee walks in. “Oh good
another war between the north and south…” embarrassed they both sit back down.
“Now tell me why you’re here Doug, cause the last time we tried this, you ended
up getting married, and oh look…” Renee held up her ring, “…So did I.” Doug
stopped looking in Ben’s direction. “This has nothing to do with us; I hope we've passed that point in our lives.” Ben interrupted, “Then what is it
about?” Doug looked back at him “It’s about you kangaroo boy.” Ben stood up
again as Renee rushed over to him and stood next to him, “So what you just
wanted to scope the competition?” Renee asked with a nasty tone. “I’m dying…”
Doug shot back. Renee looked at him as her jaw dropped.
Bree realized as her worries grew, so
did she. She pigged out on brownies before the murder trial of Alejandro Perez.
She engorged on pizza and garlic knots for a week after Andrew died. And she
ate three plates of cheesecake after she lost the Baking competition to
Jennifer Michaels. Now that things were starting to look up Bree was ready to
get back into her perfect little shape.
“As Bree jogged down the lane she couldn't help but smile at the thoughts in
her head and the surroundings she saw. She smiled at Lynette’s house with a for
sale sign in the front yard. She smiled at the thought of her daughter back
home with her and her grandson being able to grow up in her home and she smiled
at the thought of having her business back…” Bree’s smile disappeared when
she tripped over a garbage can in front of Jennifer’s house. Rubbing her ankle
Bree looked down and spotted two halves of a card. When she picked them up she
winced in confusion. The picture on the license was Jennifer Michaels. But the
Name was not… Bree stood up and placed the two pieces into her pocket and
continued to jog. “…Yes Bree Weston had a
lot to smile about these days… and now she found one more thing that made her
very happy”
.13.
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