You'll Be In My Heart, part 2
By Kate
When Mark arrived at Carol's house she was already outside waiting.
"Hi, Carol", Mark got out of the car. "Any news?"
"No. . . None of their friends have seen them either".
Mark could see the fear in Carol's eyes, in fact in her entire face. "Did they say where they were going?"
"They wanted to go swimming in Pontague".
"Then we've got to go there too. Come on".
"Ok".
They got in the car. The atmosphere was tense and it was uncomfortable quiet. Mark turned on the radio.
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Come stop your crying
It will be alright
Just take my hand
Hold it tight
I will protect you
from all around you
I will be here
Don't you cry
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"Hey. . ", Mark looked at Carol who was crying, "We'll find them". As much he wanted to believe what he said, he couldn't. He knew Kate and Tess, they were never home late and now they'd been gone too long.
Carol wiped her tears. "That's the girls' favourite song. They can watch "Tarzan" and hear that song for hours and still don't get sick of it".
"I know".
Mark parked the car and they started walking. There was trees and bushes everywhere except from where the big lake was. Pontague was a popular family place which was full of people on warm summer days. It was perfect for everyone, sand, grass, shadow, sun, a little beach for the children to play. Carol and Mark walked on the path and as they came deeper in the forest it became darker and darker.
"I can't get the thought of my girls being here in the dark all alone out of my head".
"It doesn't seem like they're around here", He started shouting. "TESS! KATE!"
About an hour later Carol and Mark went back to the car. Mark leaned backwards in the seat. "It's time to call the police"
"Oh God!" Carol cried.
The police came immediately after they got the message. They brought dogs who needed to smell at the twins' clothes. Then they left. As the next hour went by Carol sat quiet on the couch holding the phone waiting it to ring.
-------------flashback------------
It was a beautiful day in April. Carol had taken the day off to spend it with the girls, they were almost 4 years old. She'd taken them to an amusement park. Of course Tess and Kate saw other kids fishing little plastic ducks in a tank.
"Mummy, I want to go fishing", Tess took her mother's hand and dragged it after her.
Kate took the other hand and started to dragged too. "Me too".
"Fishing? Where?"
"Over there, silly", Tess said and pointed at a tent.
"Okay".
The twins took Carol to the fishing tent where she bought a round on each. Kate pulled up the first duck. "I got one!"
"So did I". She'd a big smile on her little face.
"When you've got 5 ducks, we'll turn them upside down and count the numbers that's under them. If there are high numbers you'll get a surprise".
"Oh boy!" Tess exclaimed. "I want a surprise".
Later the man summed up their points. "That makes 20", he looked at Kate, "and. . . you've got 19. That means both of you won something".
"A surprise!" both girls burst out.
"Yup! Can you guess?"
"NO!" The girls were too anxious to see what they'd won to guess.
"Alright. What do you think about these?"
The man pulled up two plastic bags with a goldfish in each. Kate wasn't too excited when she saw what it was. "Yuck!"
Tess, on the other hand, jumped up and down in excitement. "I've got a fishy! I've got a fishy! I've got a fishy!
Kate reached out the bag with the fish in to her sister. "If you want you can have mine too. I prefer popcorn".
Carol smiled as she watched her daughters. "Why don't you want the fishy, Kate?"
"It's yuck!"
She gave Carol the bag and wiped her hands on her jacket, although she never actually touched the fish just the plastic bag.
"A fish is a great pet. It's like having a dog except from not walking it and hiding it in your bed", Carol explained. "You can give it a name too and it can live in your room".
"Okay", Kate said happily and next to her Tess cried. "Oh man!"
When they came home that day Carol found a ball to put the fishes in. "In that way they get company being roommates. What do you want to call them?"
"Is it a girl fish or a boy fish?" Tess asked.
"I'm not sure", Carol laughed. "That's you to decide".
"Let's see". Tess, the more eager one, started. "My fish is a girl and I'll call her Goldie".
"Okay, Goldie. Up in the boll with you". Carol put the fish in the ball and Goldie
started to swim around and explore her new home. "What about you, Kate?"
"Lenny".
Carol put Lenny with Goldie. "So, it's a boy fish, then?"
"Yeah".
Goldie and Lenny were parked on a table in the twins' room. Then Carol decided to start preparing dinner (she ordered pizza). When she walked in to the bathroom, she saw Kate and Tess playing with boats in the bathtub from the outside.
"Hey, guys! What have I said about taking a bath alone?"
"We're not doing anything wrong", Kate said and sat up a sad puppy face.
Carol smiled. "I didn't say you were, sweetie". Then she suddenly saw an empty fish ball on the floor. "Girls, where are Lenny and Goldie?"
"They're taking a bubble bath", Tess said.
"Yeah", Kate continued, "They should soon be finished. We haven't seen them since we put them in there. I wonder why".
Tess nodded. "Me too".
Carol grabbed the fish ball and tried to take away some of the foam. Apparently the girls had used a couple of bottles of foam so seeing something in it was hard. After a little searching Carol finally found the two goldfishes. Of course, they weren't moving very much. Tess looked worried.
"Why don't they move, Mummy?"
Carol shook her head. She knew this would break her daughters' hearts.
"Are they sleeping?" Kate looked at the dead fishes, unaware of the truth.
"No, honey. I'm afraid not. Goldie and Lenny are in heaven now".
"Why?" Kate wanted to know.
"They didn't like the bath too much".
"Oh", Tess said thoughtfully. "So, fishies don't take baths?"
"No". She kissed her oldest daughter. "Fishies die when they take bubble baths"
Kate looked at her fish. "I'm sorry, Lenny".
-----------end flashback--------------------
"Carol?" Mark tried to get contact but she was totally gone. He'd been upstairs in the toilet.
"What?"
"Have you. . . ", he hesitated, ". . . have you told Doug yet?"
"Oh God! No, I. . I. . I'm scared on how he'll react".
"How he'd react?" Mark sat down next to her on the couch and took her hand.
"Angry, and he'll probably hate me and want be to die".
"Carol, stop saying things like this. Blaming you never crossed my mind and that will be the last thing Doug will think about too. You have to tell him before he sees it at the news or in the paper".
"Yeah, you're right".
She dialled Doug's number and it rang twice before she could hear the familiar voice.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Doug. It's Carol". She trembled when she spoke. How on earth was she going to tell him that his daughters were missing?
"Oh, hi Carol. How are you?"
"Not too good".
"Is something wrong?"
Carol could feel the tears flume down her cheeks. "It's the girls".
"What? Have something happened to them?" He could hear that Carol had trouble talking. It was just like she was crying. "Carol?"
Unable to speak Carol turned to Mark who sat next to in the couch. "I can't, Mark. Can you to it?"
Mark shook his head. "No, you've got to do this on your own but I'll sit here with you". He took her hand and squeezed it.
"Carol? Are you ok? What have happened?"
Carol took a deep breath and while she cried she began to talk. "The girls are missing. The police are searching after them now. They've been doing that the last couple of hours, and I. . I. . I'm sorry, Doug. I'm so sorry".
She couldn't say another word, the crying made her mouth to fail and all she
managed was to cry. In Seattle Doug was in shock. He turned the TV on and flipped
through the channels before he stopped on CNN. "Oh God". There was an interview
with one of the policemen.
"Is there any signs of what have might happened to the two girls?" the reporter asked
constable Gardner.
"We're not sure yet. We've found something but if that has something with the
disappearing or not, is still uncertain".
"Have you any ideas of what could have happened?"
"No, not yet, however, the girls have been missing since 11pm yesterday, and they
were suppose to be back from their swimming at 8pm so it's not impossible they have
been exposed for something criminal. We'll know more later".
"Don't you usually hold the searching back until it has been 24 hours?"
"Yes, usually we do, but when the persons are so young as these girls we have
other rules"
Doug turned the volume down. As he saw the police and other people on TV
searching in the bushes and in the lake, Doug started to panic.
"Carol! Listen to me". Carol could hear he was about to cry. "I'll be there as soon as I can. If I'm lucky I'll get a flight to night, if I'm not, I'll call you but I'm coming whether you like it or not".
'Ok' was the only word Carol was able to say. When they'd hung up, she put her face in her hands. Why couldn't someone tell her something? The police had been searching for nearly 1 1/2 hour without any signs of Tess and Kate.
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Why can't they understand
The way we feel
They just don't trust
What they can't explain
I know we're different but,
Deep inside us
We're not that different that all
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To be continued?
By Kate
When Mark arrived at Carol's house she was already outside waiting.
"Hi, Carol", Mark got out of the car. "Any news?"
"No. . . None of their friends have seen them either".
Mark could see the fear in Carol's eyes, in fact in her entire face. "Did they say where they were going?"
"They wanted to go swimming in Pontague".
"Then we've got to go there too. Come on".
"Ok".
They got in the car. The atmosphere was tense and it was uncomfortable quiet. Mark turned on the radio.
------------------------------------------------
Come stop your crying
It will be alright
Just take my hand
Hold it tight
I will protect you
from all around you
I will be here
Don't you cry
---------------------------------------------------
"Hey. . ", Mark looked at Carol who was crying, "We'll find them". As much he wanted to believe what he said, he couldn't. He knew Kate and Tess, they were never home late and now they'd been gone too long.
Carol wiped her tears. "That's the girls' favourite song. They can watch "Tarzan" and hear that song for hours and still don't get sick of it".
"I know".
Mark parked the car and they started walking. There was trees and bushes everywhere except from where the big lake was. Pontague was a popular family place which was full of people on warm summer days. It was perfect for everyone, sand, grass, shadow, sun, a little beach for the children to play. Carol and Mark walked on the path and as they came deeper in the forest it became darker and darker.
"I can't get the thought of my girls being here in the dark all alone out of my head".
"It doesn't seem like they're around here", He started shouting. "TESS! KATE!"
About an hour later Carol and Mark went back to the car. Mark leaned backwards in the seat. "It's time to call the police"
"Oh God!" Carol cried.
The police came immediately after they got the message. They brought dogs who needed to smell at the twins' clothes. Then they left. As the next hour went by Carol sat quiet on the couch holding the phone waiting it to ring.
-------------flashback------------
It was a beautiful day in April. Carol had taken the day off to spend it with the girls, they were almost 4 years old. She'd taken them to an amusement park. Of course Tess and Kate saw other kids fishing little plastic ducks in a tank.
"Mummy, I want to go fishing", Tess took her mother's hand and dragged it after her.
Kate took the other hand and started to dragged too. "Me too".
"Fishing? Where?"
"Over there, silly", Tess said and pointed at a tent.
"Okay".
The twins took Carol to the fishing tent where she bought a round on each. Kate pulled up the first duck. "I got one!"
"So did I". She'd a big smile on her little face.
"When you've got 5 ducks, we'll turn them upside down and count the numbers that's under them. If there are high numbers you'll get a surprise".
"Oh boy!" Tess exclaimed. "I want a surprise".
Later the man summed up their points. "That makes 20", he looked at Kate, "and. . . you've got 19. That means both of you won something".
"A surprise!" both girls burst out.
"Yup! Can you guess?"
"NO!" The girls were too anxious to see what they'd won to guess.
"Alright. What do you think about these?"
The man pulled up two plastic bags with a goldfish in each. Kate wasn't too excited when she saw what it was. "Yuck!"
Tess, on the other hand, jumped up and down in excitement. "I've got a fishy! I've got a fishy! I've got a fishy!
Kate reached out the bag with the fish in to her sister. "If you want you can have mine too. I prefer popcorn".
Carol smiled as she watched her daughters. "Why don't you want the fishy, Kate?"
"It's yuck!"
She gave Carol the bag and wiped her hands on her jacket, although she never actually touched the fish just the plastic bag.
"A fish is a great pet. It's like having a dog except from not walking it and hiding it in your bed", Carol explained. "You can give it a name too and it can live in your room".
"Okay", Kate said happily and next to her Tess cried. "Oh man!"
When they came home that day Carol found a ball to put the fishes in. "In that way they get company being roommates. What do you want to call them?"
"Is it a girl fish or a boy fish?" Tess asked.
"I'm not sure", Carol laughed. "That's you to decide".
"Let's see". Tess, the more eager one, started. "My fish is a girl and I'll call her Goldie".
"Okay, Goldie. Up in the boll with you". Carol put the fish in the ball and Goldie
started to swim around and explore her new home. "What about you, Kate?"
"Lenny".
Carol put Lenny with Goldie. "So, it's a boy fish, then?"
"Yeah".
Goldie and Lenny were parked on a table in the twins' room. Then Carol decided to start preparing dinner (she ordered pizza). When she walked in to the bathroom, she saw Kate and Tess playing with boats in the bathtub from the outside.
"Hey, guys! What have I said about taking a bath alone?"
"We're not doing anything wrong", Kate said and sat up a sad puppy face.
Carol smiled. "I didn't say you were, sweetie". Then she suddenly saw an empty fish ball on the floor. "Girls, where are Lenny and Goldie?"
"They're taking a bubble bath", Tess said.
"Yeah", Kate continued, "They should soon be finished. We haven't seen them since we put them in there. I wonder why".
Tess nodded. "Me too".
Carol grabbed the fish ball and tried to take away some of the foam. Apparently the girls had used a couple of bottles of foam so seeing something in it was hard. After a little searching Carol finally found the two goldfishes. Of course, they weren't moving very much. Tess looked worried.
"Why don't they move, Mummy?"
Carol shook her head. She knew this would break her daughters' hearts.
"Are they sleeping?" Kate looked at the dead fishes, unaware of the truth.
"No, honey. I'm afraid not. Goldie and Lenny are in heaven now".
"Why?" Kate wanted to know.
"They didn't like the bath too much".
"Oh", Tess said thoughtfully. "So, fishies don't take baths?"
"No". She kissed her oldest daughter. "Fishies die when they take bubble baths"
Kate looked at her fish. "I'm sorry, Lenny".
-----------end flashback--------------------
"Carol?" Mark tried to get contact but she was totally gone. He'd been upstairs in the toilet.
"What?"
"Have you. . . ", he hesitated, ". . . have you told Doug yet?"
"Oh God! No, I. . I. . I'm scared on how he'll react".
"How he'd react?" Mark sat down next to her on the couch and took her hand.
"Angry, and he'll probably hate me and want be to die".
"Carol, stop saying things like this. Blaming you never crossed my mind and that will be the last thing Doug will think about too. You have to tell him before he sees it at the news or in the paper".
"Yeah, you're right".
She dialled Doug's number and it rang twice before she could hear the familiar voice.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Doug. It's Carol". She trembled when she spoke. How on earth was she going to tell him that his daughters were missing?
"Oh, hi Carol. How are you?"
"Not too good".
"Is something wrong?"
Carol could feel the tears flume down her cheeks. "It's the girls".
"What? Have something happened to them?" He could hear that Carol had trouble talking. It was just like she was crying. "Carol?"
Unable to speak Carol turned to Mark who sat next to in the couch. "I can't, Mark. Can you to it?"
Mark shook his head. "No, you've got to do this on your own but I'll sit here with you". He took her hand and squeezed it.
"Carol? Are you ok? What have happened?"
Carol took a deep breath and while she cried she began to talk. "The girls are missing. The police are searching after them now. They've been doing that the last couple of hours, and I. . I. . I'm sorry, Doug. I'm so sorry".
She couldn't say another word, the crying made her mouth to fail and all she
managed was to cry. In Seattle Doug was in shock. He turned the TV on and flipped
through the channels before he stopped on CNN. "Oh God". There was an interview
with one of the policemen.
"Is there any signs of what have might happened to the two girls?" the reporter asked
constable Gardner.
"We're not sure yet. We've found something but if that has something with the
disappearing or not, is still uncertain".
"Have you any ideas of what could have happened?"
"No, not yet, however, the girls have been missing since 11pm yesterday, and they
were suppose to be back from their swimming at 8pm so it's not impossible they have
been exposed for something criminal. We'll know more later".
"Don't you usually hold the searching back until it has been 24 hours?"
"Yes, usually we do, but when the persons are so young as these girls we have
other rules"
Doug turned the volume down. As he saw the police and other people on TV
searching in the bushes and in the lake, Doug started to panic.
"Carol! Listen to me". Carol could hear he was about to cry. "I'll be there as soon as I can. If I'm lucky I'll get a flight to night, if I'm not, I'll call you but I'm coming whether you like it or not".
'Ok' was the only word Carol was able to say. When they'd hung up, she put her face in her hands. Why couldn't someone tell her something? The police had been searching for nearly 1 1/2 hour without any signs of Tess and Kate.
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Why can't they understand
The way we feel
They just don't trust
What they can't explain
I know we're different but,
Deep inside us
We're not that different that all
----------------------------------------------------------------------
To be continued?