John walked into the house wheeling Abby, who was in a wheelchair, both of them hoping Eleanor
wasn't home. The snow outside had become fierce, and the police officers who were assigned to stay
with them, were grumbling as they parked in the Carter family driveway for the night.
As they passed through the foyer into the living room, both Gamma and Eleanor, who had been
arguing bitterly rose to greet them.
"Hello, Abby-John." Gamma greeted them.
Eleanor nodded and gave a forced smile.
"I'm gonna take Abby to the guest room and let her get settled in."
"Great, I'll talk to you to in a minute." Gamma smiled.
"The downstairs guest room has thousands of dollars worth of art in it, surely you don't want her to
stay there." Eleanor said into Gamma's ear.
"Go to hell, Eleanor."
Abby lifted her head up in shock, at Gamma's directness with the bitchy woman.
"I beg your pardon."
"Your a bitch."
"I never in all my life. Don't you call me a bitch, I was merely saying that I wouldn't want some peon
staying in my damn guest room."
"Excuse me?" Abby butted in, but Gamma was on a role.
"Don't call my guest a peon, and for your 411, the guest-room and this whole damn house belongs
to me."
"Not true, lady, it belongs to the Carter family business associates."
"It most certainly does not, and as far as your standing with the board of directors, if you don't stop
this little tirade, you won't be involved in the Carter family investments."
"Don't you ever talk to me that..."
"I'll talk to you any damn way I want, this is my house and I."
Eleanor slapped Gamma across the face.
John ran over to his grandmother, as Abby looked on in shock and anger.
"Get the hell out of my house, NOW!" Gamma ordered Eleanor, "Don't you ever come back."
John helped Abby to the living room sofa, where Gamma was having the family doctor look at her
face.
"I could have checked it, Gamma." Carter said.
"Nonsense, your off work, time to relax."
The older doctor put a bandage on Gamma's face and exited after she thanked him for coming.
"This family has lost all sense of reality." Gamma told them. "Your mother is fired."
"What was she anyway."
"A board member. Tomorrow we are all meeting to negotiate her settlement."
"Your kicking her out of the family."
"No one messes with me, John." Gamma said, as she sipped on her Dewars.
Abby couldn't help but smile.
That Friday, Abby and John attended the small funeral for Dr. Greene. Elizabeth and his two
daughters were there. Susan Lewis, Kerry Weaver, Ray Romano, and Dr. Kovac also attended
as well as a few others, Abby and John didn't know.
The service was solemn and quick.
John and Abby paid their respects and spoke briefly with Elizabeth before retreating to the car.
It was dark when they arrived back at the mansion and snow was falling hard and fast.
"We may end up snowed in." Abby mused.
"Things could be worse."
Abby got serious, thinking of how to bring it up, as John parked the Mercedes. "John we need to
talk. Are you taking the job in New York, or not?"
wasn't home. The snow outside had become fierce, and the police officers who were assigned to stay
with them, were grumbling as they parked in the Carter family driveway for the night.
As they passed through the foyer into the living room, both Gamma and Eleanor, who had been
arguing bitterly rose to greet them.
"Hello, Abby-John." Gamma greeted them.
Eleanor nodded and gave a forced smile.
"I'm gonna take Abby to the guest room and let her get settled in."
"Great, I'll talk to you to in a minute." Gamma smiled.
"The downstairs guest room has thousands of dollars worth of art in it, surely you don't want her to
stay there." Eleanor said into Gamma's ear.
"Go to hell, Eleanor."
Abby lifted her head up in shock, at Gamma's directness with the bitchy woman.
"I beg your pardon."
"Your a bitch."
"I never in all my life. Don't you call me a bitch, I was merely saying that I wouldn't want some peon
staying in my damn guest room."
"Excuse me?" Abby butted in, but Gamma was on a role.
"Don't call my guest a peon, and for your 411, the guest-room and this whole damn house belongs
to me."
"Not true, lady, it belongs to the Carter family business associates."
"It most certainly does not, and as far as your standing with the board of directors, if you don't stop
this little tirade, you won't be involved in the Carter family investments."
"Don't you ever talk to me that..."
"I'll talk to you any damn way I want, this is my house and I."
Eleanor slapped Gamma across the face.
John ran over to his grandmother, as Abby looked on in shock and anger.
"Get the hell out of my house, NOW!" Gamma ordered Eleanor, "Don't you ever come back."
John helped Abby to the living room sofa, where Gamma was having the family doctor look at her
face.
"I could have checked it, Gamma." Carter said.
"Nonsense, your off work, time to relax."
The older doctor put a bandage on Gamma's face and exited after she thanked him for coming.
"This family has lost all sense of reality." Gamma told them. "Your mother is fired."
"What was she anyway."
"A board member. Tomorrow we are all meeting to negotiate her settlement."
"Your kicking her out of the family."
"No one messes with me, John." Gamma said, as she sipped on her Dewars.
Abby couldn't help but smile.
That Friday, Abby and John attended the small funeral for Dr. Greene. Elizabeth and his two
daughters were there. Susan Lewis, Kerry Weaver, Ray Romano, and Dr. Kovac also attended
as well as a few others, Abby and John didn't know.
The service was solemn and quick.
John and Abby paid their respects and spoke briefly with Elizabeth before retreating to the car.
It was dark when they arrived back at the mansion and snow was falling hard and fast.
"We may end up snowed in." Abby mused.
"Things could be worse."
Abby got serious, thinking of how to bring it up, as John parked the Mercedes. "John we need to
talk. Are you taking the job in New York, or not?"