Note: This is based on the plot line of Saving Grace but is not an exact copy of the movie because I haven't seen it, just thought this would be a fun what if story.
Saving Grace
by Annabelle
Grace stood in her house not believing what was going on. Her whole life was ruined, how could this be happening to her? What had she done wrong? Then she came to realize that she had done nothing wrong, that none of this was her fault, and that was when she got angry.
She was angry at Eve and TC for not telling her what was going on. She was angry that her daughters and son had abandoned her. She was angry at the mounting bills that kept coming in. But most of all she was angry with him and his new wife. How could he do this to her? What was going on in her life? Grace just could not believe that Sam had left her for Ivy.
Not only left her, but took their children too! Saying that Grace was an unstable person now. That she did not know how to treat the children fairly and that she only ever looked after Charity. So of course they said that she had a Charity obsession and took Charity too. Now no one in town ever talked to her because they were afraid of the crazy Standish woman. Tabitha would come over sometimes but it was just never the same.
So because of her recent reputation of being insane hardly anyone came to stay at the Bed and Breakfast anymore, so she was going broke. She had to pay alimony to Sam for the girls and after that she just barely had enough to get by. Grace sighed as she sat at the breakfast table of her kitchen.
There in front of her was a growing pile of bills. Bills for water, for heating, for cooling, for food. Bills for just trying to live a normal life. What was so wrong in this world, you had to pay to breathe for crying out loud. Not being able to stand looking at the bills anymore Grace stood up and looked outside her kitchen window at the garden house that Sam had built for her right before their troubles with Ivy had started.
In the garden house she had started to grow what would have been prize winning tomato's for her famous tomato soup cake, had anyone still wanted to eat anything that she made. During the baking fair last summer her application to enter the contest had been denied. "We just can't have people worrying about what they are eating. You understand don't you Grace," her 'long time' friend Betsy had told her. Oh yes she understood, now that Ivy was no longer a Crane and now a Bennett she was now the first lady of Harmony, among both the common folks and the upper class socialites. So that meant Grace now became the leftovers that no one wanted at their parties, gatherings, or baking fairs. She was not welcome at school events that her daughters were in either. She was told at one point that she could not go to their graduation but everyone thought that not going would have really pushed her over the edge so she was allowed to attend.
Throughout all of this though Grace had kept up the garden. She would go out every day and diligently water the plants, prune them, and make sure they got the right amount of light from the heating lamps. She used old coffee grinds as fertilizer and since the plants were really her only friends she would talk to them all time. If anyone heard her talking to the plants they would have believed without a doubt that she was crazy and send her to the mental ward of Harmony Hospital.
Grace moved to the coffeemaker and started to prepare the black liquid, which had become her sole savior over the months. The only thing that made her get out of bed in the morning was her need for a fresh cup of coffee. Then the only the kept her going through the day, besides working in her garden, were the other 15 cups of coffee that she had. One cup for every hour that she had to be awake, at least she was not smoking, yet. Then as she was watching the liquid drip down into the coffeepot she heard the doorbell ring.
Sighing she moved away from the pot and threw the kitchen door. She made her way slowly through what seemed to be the perfect living room toward the front hall. In either room you could not find a thing out of place, everything was where it should be. There was not a bit of dust or dirt around; there was no room for of either in her house.
Not bothering to check and see who was at the door Grace opened it was taken aback, "What the heck are you doing here!"
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Well I am mean. You are just going to have to wait to find out what happens next! Feedback, tons of it please, I write faster that way!
-Annabelle