The drive to Sid's is unsettling. What am I going to say to her 'Hey Sid,
Guess what? I'm not dead'

"Martha?"

"Yeah?"

"Maybe you should tell Sid, while I stay at a hotel or something and if
she doesn't react well you can just cover or something. I don't really
want to upset her too much."

"Randy, were telling her that someone she thought died over two years
ago is alive" Martha argued while paying attention to the road. "How
could she not be just a little upset?"

"I don't know. Why can't this just be a movie, this stuff is always so
easy in the movies"

"What? Did you run out of scary movies to watch and turn to chick flicks?"
I just laugh at her.

After almost being knifed to death in a scary movie type situation
you'd think I'd loose my taste for scary movies. I didn't, if it's possible
I'm more into them now then I ever was. I write horror movie scripts for a
living now actually. They never actually sell for a lot since I'm not a big
shot, there like those b- grade horror movies but I love my work.
The whole writing thing started during my recovery, I was watching
a particularly bad horror movie one day, and it followed none of the rules.
I figured I could write something better then that and I did. The rest is
history.

"Martha how is Sid?"

"She's great, she's happy."

"You don't think me showing up would ruin that do you?"

"Randy, you never know"