My One, My Only Ghostbuster
Chapter One
The Ghostbusters were finished. There were no more ghosts in New York City. Ray and Abbey were married and resided in the old firehouse. Egon worked at a University studying the effects of negative behavior. Peter was a TV show host for "World of the Psychic" and lived in his own apartment. After quitting her job as a stripper at Skie Blue, Abbey makes a living singing at clubs or anywhere else that would get her a gig. That's only on the weekends, Monday thro Friday she helps Ray at his bookstore 'Ray's Occult'.
"Hey honey, where do these go?" "On the back shelf." "Oh." "You know we should go see Peter and Egon. We haven't seen them since our wedding." "Which was just a month ago dear." "Yeah, but with all the commotion we didn't really get to spend time with them." "Okay, if you want to see them so badly then we can." "Great, so where's your next gig?" "I'm not sure, I have to ask Marty. Probably some old country house where they only want western music and we don't know anything western." "I doubt it."
"Well I'm sick of having to travel to some strange place, sing a few songs, get paid, and then be somewhere totally different the next." "Well what do you want?" "I want to be a real singer. I want to make albums and sign autographs." "Keep dreaming sweet heart." She threw a book at him. "What's that suppose to mean? I'm a great singer!" "I never said you weren't. All I'm saying is it takes a lot of work and money to make it big." "Right, something I don't have."
"Just keep playing at those country houses and you'll have it." She took the opportunity to throw another book at him before putting the last of the books into their proper place. "Ahh finally, finished. Can I go to lunch?" Ray looked at his watch. "Babe, it's only ten o' clock." "I have to go see Marty and find out where I sing next." "Okay, go ahead." She kissed his cheek and zoomed out of the bookstore.
Although she wasn't happy with where she worked, she was certainly happy with the way her life was going. The nightmares were gone and she could barely remember losing her memory, which was for the best. Life was good and hopefully it'll stay that way.
'Marty's Booking Agency' was her first stop. She desperately needed to know where her next gig was. "Hello Lydia, is Marty in?" "Sure, go on in darling." "Thanks." She stepped inside Marty's office. "Look, if you don't like where I'm booking you then you can go and find another agent!" He slammed the phone down and turned to face Abbey. "Oh Abbes how ya doin'?" "Fine Marty, have you found me another gig?" "Oh yeah baby, you know I would never fail you." "Oh excellent! Where is it?"
"Now listen to me Abbey, they were very specific on what they wanted." "Marty, just tell me where it is?" "The Diamond Club." "Oh that place is famous! I can't believe I'm going to sing there!" "Now, there's something you should know." "What?" "Well, they don't want just one person singing." "Marty, I am just one person singing." "I know, but…" "Why did you book me there when you knew that?" "I believe that you can get a band together in two weeks and be able to perform." "Two weeks! You can't be serious?" "That's the best I can do honey, and like I said, I believe that you can do it."
She left the office in a huff and headed for her favorite deli. "Hey Abbey, the usual?" "Sure Jack why not." She sat down on one of the stools. "Hey Abbey, why don't you perform here for us. It could get us some more business. And you have the voice of an angel." "Well thanks Martha, but I have some things to think about. I have to get a band together in two weeks or I can't perform." "Well I say you've got quite a predicament baby." "Yeah…you know what tell Jack to cancel that order. I've lost my appetite."