CHAPTER 2:

"AND CUT!" Torrie sat up from the "dying position" she was in while shooting the final scene for her latest movie, "You were great Torrie" the dircor praised her. "Thanks Al" Torrie replied as she walked over to where her assistant had been standing, watcing in awe. "Do i have any calls?" she asked. K athy, her assistant, nodded. "Yes, Ms. Wilson. Your sister, Stacy called and left a couple of messages". Torrie gagged on her water. "What?" she grabbed her phone and read Stacy's message.

"Hey hun. Do you think you could come home for the weekend? Dad has something important he wants to tell us. All of us. At the same time. Call me back, okay? Love you."

"How important was this thing that dad needed all of us to be there?" Torrie couldn't imagine what it would be like seeing her sisters after all this time. "Ms.Wilson?" Kathy asked "Would you like me to call her back for you?". Torrie shook her head "No. I'll do it myself. Go get my bags, would you?"

"What are you talking about, Stacy?" Amy leaned back into her black leather couch. She had been chilling in her Los Angeles apartment when Stacy called.

"I told you, dad isn't telling me anything either. He wants us all to be there" Amy could hear soft music in the background.

"This weekend?" Amy asked.

"Yes" Stacy answered. Almost pleading.

Amy sighed "Alright...I'll come"

Stacy smiled in satisfaction as she put down the phone. The door opened and in came her dad, carrying groceries. Stacy got up, kissed her dad on the cheek and helped him with the bags. "Hey, darling. Who were you talking to?" Jason Wilson asked as they walked into the kitchen. "Trish. I got her to agree to come" Stacy smiled. "That's great! Who's left?" Jason asked. He and Stacy began putting the groceries away. "Lisa. She was in a session with Britney when I called. I swear, i could hear Britney wailing in the background" Stacy laughed. Jason smiled at his daughter. He couldn't wait until this weekend. He wanted so much to see his children again. He admitted to himself that ever since the tragic death of their mother and his wife, Alison 6 years ago, the family hadn't been right. They went their seperate ways , each one trying to erase the painful memories in their own ways. Stacy focused on children, She found joy in their smiling faces and they brought back life and spirit to her. Amy turned to her music as her outlet. Her sorrows, pains, hidden emotions were released in her songs. Lisa kept herself busy with fixing other peoples problems rather than her own. Trish helped people gain their lives back, as if hoping that in each patient she saved she was giving her own mother another chance to live. Torrie simply choose not to acknowledge what she felt and concentrated on her celebrity status.