Sins of the Mother
Episode 6: Meanwhile, back at home…
It was 9:45 PM. In the tiny town of Lakewood, the people are turning in for the day. Dinner has been eaten, Hockey Monday is over, and now its time for the young children to go to bed. In a small house, just a ways away from the center of town, an old couple reminisce…
"Oh, Clyde… She will never forgive us,"-Susan was in tears. Her granddaughter, Megan, had left two last night. She had called earlier… but she sounded distant, and cold. She barely said anything, other than that she felt she needed to do what she was doing.
"I… I wouldn't blame her if she held a grudge against us for the rest of her life. We… kept information about her mother from her. I know we had good intentions…"-Clyde said. He sounded as if he was trying to convince himself.
"Clyde… do I call Damien? Do I ask him to bring her back?"-asked Susan. Her eyes seemed horrified at the idea.
Clyde thought about it for a minute. For several, in fact.
"No. We haven't the right. We…"-Clyde couldn't finish that sentence. After all, it took all his inner strength just to come to terms with the sin he committed against his granddaughter. What right did he have, to keep her from discovering the truth? It must also be admitted, he was afraid of her now. Afraid of her hate… for them.
"She hates us. She must. Oh, Clyde…"-Susan was now crying her eyes out. For thirteen years, Megan was her second chance. Her chance to prove to the world, to HERSELF that, had she been a better mother, Heather would have turned out different.
"Oh, Susan… I'm sure she still…"-Clyde wanted to assure his wife that their granddaughter could never hate the, But, in his heart, he felt that her love for them died the moment she saw her mother…
The night sky was tranquil and beautiful. The stars twinkled, as they have eternally done. The moon shone onto the Earth. In a slightly larger house from the first one, a mother paces back and forth…
"Lindsay, please. You heard Janey, they're fine. It's not like…"-Cody couldn't finish that sentence properly. He saw his wife was not listening to him.
Cody's changed in the past 21 years. Yes, he still has that gap between his teeth. Yes, he's still scrawny, and short. His hair is still brown, though. He wears glasses now, as he developed a need for them in his early thirties. He also keeps his hair neatly trimmed, and wears a suit to work. His job has managed to afford his family a comfortable life. No, they aren't RICH, just comfortable. Very middle class.
"Cody my BABIES are out there! They don't have their toothbrushes, their pajamas, their…"-Lindsay wet on and on, listing the things her daughters forgot to bring with them.
To say that Lindsay was stunning is an understatement. Nature has been very kind to her. Her hair has gone back to her natural brown color, as she no longer dies it blonde. Her hips, however, have grown slightly larger, giving her a full curvaceous body. Her breasts have also become slightly rounder and bouncier. This is due to the fact that she's had two daughters. Her face is as youthful as ever. When people find out she's really 37, their jaws drop. When they find out she's also had two daughters, their jaws hit the floor and stay there. And all the men call Cody a lucky bastard. She's still not too bright, but she makes up for it with maternal instinct and love.
"Lindsay, come on. They're in good hands,"-pleads Cody.
"Whose, Cody? WHOSE HANDS ARE KEEPING MY DAUGHTERS SAFE!!!??? It's not my hands, that's for sure!!!!"-Lindsay was crying now.
"You know Tyler's a good man. He'd take good care of Heather and Bethany,"-said Cody, trying to calm his wife down. It wasn't working.
"Cody, you don't understand. I need to be there! I need to see my daughters! I need to kiss them goodnight, to know how they are doing…"-Lindsay said, in tears.
Meanwhile…
Bethany and Janey were fast asleep at the Toronto Steps Hostel. They slept rather soundly.
Janey was dreaming…
Eight year old Janey was eating her ice cream. It was a Lemon Sensation, from the local Sadie's. She sure loved that particular flavor of ice cream. It was sweet, but not too sweet. It was cool and refreshing, perfect for a summer's day as today. Janey licked her ice cream in pure pleasure. She then tripped, and her cone fell on the ground. Janey began to cry. That was when Bethany, who was walking beside her, took a scoop of her ice cream and placed it on Janey's cone. Janey, upon seeing that act of kindness, smiled happily at her sister.
Janey then woke up. She sat up on her bed. She looked at her sister, who was asleep. She gets up.
"Wow, why would I dream that?"-she asked herself- "I mean… it's a nice memory and all…"
She steps out of the room she shared with Megan and Bethany. She sees Jefferson sitting in the room.
"Jefferson?"-she said to him- "Can't sleep?"
"No…"-he merely said. He sat on the couch, looking at the wall across the room.
"Why not?"-she asks him.
"No reason,"-he says.
"It's past midnight,"-she says, looking at the clock.
"Uh huh,"-he says. She squirms. She feels awkward around Jefferson.
"My sister likes you,"-she says. He does not respond.
"Please be nice to her. She's very good to me… and I don't like seeing her cry,"-Janey says this, with utmost seriousness. Jefferson looks slightly surprised.
Meanwhile, at Jefferson's home…
Bridgette was sitting in bed. She wore her nightwear, which consisted of a t-shirt and pajama bottoms. She kept on thinking about her past. She remembered that day very well…
"Miss Willow? Congratulations!"-said the doctor. Bridgette didn't know how to handle the news. Pregnant at 18? How will her mother react? How will…
Bridgette kept thinking about how to break the news to Geoff.
"God… do I get an abortion?"-she asked herself- "I mean… is it a good idea to give up college for a BABY!?"
Bridgette sat on a park bench. She looked up at the sky, just thinking. She decided to tell Geoff. The two of them could then come to an agreement. Ah, speak pf the devil…
"Bridge!!!"-said Geoff- "Baby, look! I got some money for you! Now, you can go to college!"
"Money!? Where did you… did you get a job?"-she asked, rather surprised.
"Uh huh!! I met this guy, and he said I could do a movie!"-he said- "Paid me over 500 bucks!"
"A movie?"-she asked. Where was this headed?
"Yup! A great one too! See, all I had to do was drop my pants and have pretend sex with this girl,"-said Geoff.
"What!!!!???"-She couldn't believe what she heard. Did he really…?
"Uh, yeah! Come on, Bridge! You wanted to go to college, so here's your chance to,"-he never got to finish that sentence.
"You did WHAT!!!??? GEOFF!!!!"-She was surprised, angry, hurt, jealous, confused, all at once- "How… how could you?"
"Bridge it's not that bad!"-he says- "it's a legit thing!"
"That's what WHORES say!!!"-she's crying now. She's also hitting him…
Bridgett's tears flow freely across her face. She gets up, and walks towards her son's room. She sees his empty bed. She walks towards it, and caresses the sheets as if her own son was in them. She can't smile, not at the moment…
At that moment, back at the hostel…
In a private room, Tyler and Samantha were making love…
Also, just a few feet away…
Janey was thinking about her mom and dad. Jefferson walks up to her.
"Hey…"-he says.
"Hey,"-she replies.
"thinking?"-he asks her.
"Yeah,"-she replies.
"Your mom and dad?"-he asks.
"Yep,"-she replies. He sits right next to her. He sighs.
"I know that your sister likes me. But…"-he says- "I don't like her in that way."
"I…"-she had already guessed that much- "Then… who do you like?"
"Promise not to say anything?"-he asks.
"Sure,"-she replies. He looks around, ensuring no one would hear.
"Megan…"-he says, nearly in a whisper. Janey's eyes bug out.
"Wow…"-she says. She smiles- "I knew that already."
"How?"-he asks, surprised.
"Ummm… That's something only us girls understand,"-she says, giggling at the memory from two days past. Yeah… that was very romantic, how he just appeared out of nowhere, ready to follow Megan to who knows where.
Back at home, Bridgette sits on Jefferson's bed. She is thinking of Geoff, and the last time she saw him…
Clyde had gone back to the living room. In his hands he holds a tiny monkey doll. Its arms had long been stitched back together. In his mind, he replayed that awful memory…
"I threw away my daughter,"-he says, tears in his eyes- "And I lost my granddaughter. I'm an ass."
As Clyde weeps silently, Susan lays on their bed. She thinks about Heather, the daughter she lost.
"Mom! I'm gonna become a celebrity! I'm gonna appear on TV!"-Heather said excitedly. Susan, however, was not paying attention. She was giving herself a facial.
"That's nice honey,"-she says to her daughter. She doesn't even care.
"Okay, I'll be gone for the whole summer. Bye!"-with that, Heather left. Clyde, Damien and Susan have never felt so happy.
Susan's eyes begin to water, as she reminds herself what a horrid person she was.
Lindsay was at her house, pacing back and forth. She has not slept in a while.
"Umm, Lindsay? Maybe… next time they call… We could ask Janey if we could talk to Tyler!"-said Cody- "And we can convince him to drop off Janey and Bethany at Beth's house! Then, we can go over there and pick them up!"
Lindsay's eyes (a bit red at the moment) light up at the idea.
Back at Megan's, Clyde was remembering the day he made the decision to keep his granddaughter from knowing the truth…
It was 1:18 AM. Clyde could not sleep. He just HAD to keep an eye out on Megan. He couldn't get enough of his new, three year old granddaughter. He was quite surprised to see her sitting on the couch, looking outside.
"Megan? What are you doing?"-he asked.
"I'm waiting for mommy and daddy,"-she replied. That broke Clyde's heart. How could he tell her?
"Megan… mommy and daddy aren't coming back,"-he said.
"Why? They always came back,"-she said.
"Well… its because… Mommy went to Heaven,"-he said. He never really believed in God before. But after Heather disappeared…
"Well, why can't she come back?"-Megan asked.
"Because… Heaven is where you go when, if you've been good. But to get there… you have to…"-he had to watch what he said- "Mommy was very good with you. And the Angels in Heaven, they wanted her there, too. So, one night… while she slept… the Angels took her… and now, she's with them."
"Why can't I go there too?"-Megan asked, tears forming in her eyes- "Why can't they give her back?"
"Because… it's not your time yet,"-Clyde said to himself, clutching the toy his daughter loved so much as an infant- "Because if you left now… your grandma and grandpa will be sad, just like you are right now."
Back at the hostel…
Jefferson and Janey just sat there, in the waiting room.
"Why don't you go back to bed?"-he asks.
"I… Kind of feel homesick. But I don't want to leave Bethany alone,"-she says.
"Ah,"-Jefferson starts thinking about what Bethany had told him earlier that day.
"See… I can't leave her. Bethany is not a brat, ok? She's actually the nicest sister anyone could ever have. One time, I dropped my ice cream, and she shared hers with me,"-Janey chuckles as she recalled the memory- "But… she's been acting weird lately. She's been yelling at mom a lot lately. She avoids her, for no reason. She avoids daddy too. She wears tight clothing, but… when she looks at herself in the mirror, she looks so sad… I know my sister needs help, but is too afraid to ask. I have to be by her side."
"Your sister is lucky to have you, Janey,"-Jefferson puts a hand on her shoulder- "Bless you."
Megan laid on her bed. She was dreaming…
5 year old Megan was sitting alone in the rain. She was getting wet. Susan walks out, an umbrella in her hand.
"Honey! Don't stand out I the rain, you'll get sick!"-said Susan, covering her granddaughter with her umbrella.
"Grandma… do you know what happened to daddy?"-she asked.
"Megan…"-Susan didn't know how to reply- "I… I don't know."
"Do you think… daddy's out there. Somewhere?"-asked Megan.
"I'm not sure. But Megan, honey…"-Susan didn't know what to say.
"I'm sure he is!"-Megan said, a wide smile on her face. Suddenly, she began to cough.
"Oh, honey! Now look, you're getting a cold! Come on, let's go inside, make you some soup, and tuck you in!"-Susan picks up her granddaughter, and carries her inside. Though Megan was getting slightly feverish, the thought of her father still being alive remained in her head.
Megan woke up. She lays on the bed, thinking.
"Maybe… dad's still alive…"-she thought to herself.
Janey walked back into the room. She tiptoed to her bed, careful not to wake anyone. Jefferson decided to get some rest himself.
