See Chapter One for disclaimers, thanks again to my reviewers and sorry
about the gap between updates, too much uni work.
Chapter Seven
It's been a week now; Dad came round yesterday and announced that he is returning to work. I think he hoped that Mom would let him back in the house, but she ignored him and wouldn't even let him in. She will let him return at some point though, otherwise we'll lose the house.
I've noticed that since last Friday, she has been drinking more than usual, you can smell it on her. I've been trying to think how to use this and it seems to point to only one option, Annie Camden, drunk driver. If I'm going to do this, I have to make sure that she gets caught immediately, I'm not crazy I don't want anyone hurt, - except her.
But who would arrest her? Sometimes I feel like I'm part of the mafia, 'cause no cop will touch you if you're a Camden. Captain Michaels would probably just drive her home and the rest of Glenoak PD wouldn't dare come near her-. Hold on, what about Roxanne? She despises our family, especially after my parents convinced Captain Michaels to send him back to Buffalo. I listened to my parent's conversations for weeks after he was sent back East and finally discovered that the investigation turned up no real evidence of corruption, he was suspected of using hookers, but there was no proof. He'd cheated on me and if I wasn't a Camden, he'd probably still be working in Glenoak.
Roxanne is a possibility; she's made no secret of her dislike of my family. I can't tip her off directly, I might get caught, pager message? If I used a pay phone, it couldn't be traced back to me.
I feel like my head is going to explode, there are so many ways I can do this. Ruthie needs to be picked up from riding tomorrow afternoon, if I make sure that no one else is available, Mom will have to do it. I could page Roxanne telling her that Annie Camden is drunk driving and she's just left our house. Mom will be pinned against a police car before she can turn out of our street.
I convinced Simon to take the twins to the park tomorrow, told him that Mom might take him off restriction if he got into her good books and I keep mentioning a big test that I need to study for, Mom rarely listens to us, she was easy to convince.
The night passes slowly and I spend most of the morning jumping at every noise. My palms are slick with sweat and I feel ill with anticipation. I look in the mirror and I don't recognize the face that stares back, I look different, stronger and harder than before. I don't have time to dwell on the change, it's nearly time and luckily for me she's been drinking all morning.
"MOM, I'm going to the library, don't forget to pick up Ruthie from horse riding at four". I yell and slam the front door. I move quickly down our street, to the corner, there's a pay phone across the road. It's quiet this time of day, nobody around to question why I'm hanging about on a street corner.
It takes her twenty minutes but she finally ventures outside, I run to the pay phone and punch Roxanne's pager number in and send the message. By the time I finish she's already driving down the street. I can hardly breathe from the stress, when it hits me, what have I done? What if she causes an accident before Roxanne gets to her or she picks up Ruthie and crashes? I'm hyperventilating and I can't believe what I done. My stomach gets the better of me and I vomit into the gutter. I have to call 911.
I make the call telling them she's going to the stables. I feel paranoid and try to wipe my fingerprints off the phone. I run back to the house and rinse my mouth out. I want to hide, but I have to know if I've hurt anyone. I want to cry, scream, do anything but sit and wait but I can't.
An hour passes and the phone finally rings, I hover above it, terrified of it, until my hand stretches out almost of its own accord and picks up the receiver. "Hello". "Hi, is that Mrs Camden?" "No, it's her daughter". "Oh, I'm Gemma Willis's mother, she rides with Ruthie. Since your Mom is running quite late, I thought I'd give Ruthie a ride home, I was just ringing to check if there was anyone in." "That would be great, I don't know where my Mom is and she has the car." Somehow I keep my voice even and calm. Mrs Willis gives me her cell phone number and hangs up.
I sit in front of the TV, scanning the local news channels for traffic accidents until Ruthie arrives home. I apologise to Mrs Willis and thank her for bringing Ruthie home.
The phone rings again. "Hi". "Is Eric Camden there?" A subdued male voice responded. "No, uh- this Lucy Camden though". I almost stuttered as I spoke. "Lucy, this is Officer Fulbrook from Glenoak PD, I really need to speak to your dad. Do you know where he is?" "Maybe he's at the church?" I responded in a guarded tone. "I've already tried there." I swallowed and asked "Has something happened? I'm not a kid, please tell me." He paused and replied "Your mother failed a sobriety test and we took her down to the station where a blood test confirmed that she was driving will under the influence. She needs someone to make bail." I hung up.
I did it, no one was hurt and she got caught. No one got hurt, why don't I feel like I did when I got rid of Kevin? I should feel like celebrating, but I just feel empty.
I wonder if it will make the Glenoak Times? 'Local minister's wife arrested for drunk driving'. Now there's something for the family album. This doesn't feel like a victory though. I almost wish I hadn't done this.
I can't think like this, no one was hurt and she's in jail, this is a triumph not a failure.
Chapter Seven
It's been a week now; Dad came round yesterday and announced that he is returning to work. I think he hoped that Mom would let him back in the house, but she ignored him and wouldn't even let him in. She will let him return at some point though, otherwise we'll lose the house.
I've noticed that since last Friday, she has been drinking more than usual, you can smell it on her. I've been trying to think how to use this and it seems to point to only one option, Annie Camden, drunk driver. If I'm going to do this, I have to make sure that she gets caught immediately, I'm not crazy I don't want anyone hurt, - except her.
But who would arrest her? Sometimes I feel like I'm part of the mafia, 'cause no cop will touch you if you're a Camden. Captain Michaels would probably just drive her home and the rest of Glenoak PD wouldn't dare come near her-. Hold on, what about Roxanne? She despises our family, especially after my parents convinced Captain Michaels to send him back to Buffalo. I listened to my parent's conversations for weeks after he was sent back East and finally discovered that the investigation turned up no real evidence of corruption, he was suspected of using hookers, but there was no proof. He'd cheated on me and if I wasn't a Camden, he'd probably still be working in Glenoak.
Roxanne is a possibility; she's made no secret of her dislike of my family. I can't tip her off directly, I might get caught, pager message? If I used a pay phone, it couldn't be traced back to me.
I feel like my head is going to explode, there are so many ways I can do this. Ruthie needs to be picked up from riding tomorrow afternoon, if I make sure that no one else is available, Mom will have to do it. I could page Roxanne telling her that Annie Camden is drunk driving and she's just left our house. Mom will be pinned against a police car before she can turn out of our street.
I convinced Simon to take the twins to the park tomorrow, told him that Mom might take him off restriction if he got into her good books and I keep mentioning a big test that I need to study for, Mom rarely listens to us, she was easy to convince.
The night passes slowly and I spend most of the morning jumping at every noise. My palms are slick with sweat and I feel ill with anticipation. I look in the mirror and I don't recognize the face that stares back, I look different, stronger and harder than before. I don't have time to dwell on the change, it's nearly time and luckily for me she's been drinking all morning.
"MOM, I'm going to the library, don't forget to pick up Ruthie from horse riding at four". I yell and slam the front door. I move quickly down our street, to the corner, there's a pay phone across the road. It's quiet this time of day, nobody around to question why I'm hanging about on a street corner.
It takes her twenty minutes but she finally ventures outside, I run to the pay phone and punch Roxanne's pager number in and send the message. By the time I finish she's already driving down the street. I can hardly breathe from the stress, when it hits me, what have I done? What if she causes an accident before Roxanne gets to her or she picks up Ruthie and crashes? I'm hyperventilating and I can't believe what I done. My stomach gets the better of me and I vomit into the gutter. I have to call 911.
I make the call telling them she's going to the stables. I feel paranoid and try to wipe my fingerprints off the phone. I run back to the house and rinse my mouth out. I want to hide, but I have to know if I've hurt anyone. I want to cry, scream, do anything but sit and wait but I can't.
An hour passes and the phone finally rings, I hover above it, terrified of it, until my hand stretches out almost of its own accord and picks up the receiver. "Hello". "Hi, is that Mrs Camden?" "No, it's her daughter". "Oh, I'm Gemma Willis's mother, she rides with Ruthie. Since your Mom is running quite late, I thought I'd give Ruthie a ride home, I was just ringing to check if there was anyone in." "That would be great, I don't know where my Mom is and she has the car." Somehow I keep my voice even and calm. Mrs Willis gives me her cell phone number and hangs up.
I sit in front of the TV, scanning the local news channels for traffic accidents until Ruthie arrives home. I apologise to Mrs Willis and thank her for bringing Ruthie home.
The phone rings again. "Hi". "Is Eric Camden there?" A subdued male voice responded. "No, uh- this Lucy Camden though". I almost stuttered as I spoke. "Lucy, this is Officer Fulbrook from Glenoak PD, I really need to speak to your dad. Do you know where he is?" "Maybe he's at the church?" I responded in a guarded tone. "I've already tried there." I swallowed and asked "Has something happened? I'm not a kid, please tell me." He paused and replied "Your mother failed a sobriety test and we took her down to the station where a blood test confirmed that she was driving will under the influence. She needs someone to make bail." I hung up.
I did it, no one was hurt and she got caught. No one got hurt, why don't I feel like I did when I got rid of Kevin? I should feel like celebrating, but I just feel empty.
I wonder if it will make the Glenoak Times? 'Local minister's wife arrested for drunk driving'. Now there's something for the family album. This doesn't feel like a victory though. I almost wish I hadn't done this.
I can't think like this, no one was hurt and she's in jail, this is a triumph not a failure.