Part Two: 2 March 1978: Mommy's Gone
Characters: Penny, Sam, Victor, Prue (7), Piper (4), Phoebe (2)
Penny stood in the living room staring out of the window aimlessly. It was the day that she never thought would happen, the day she was burying her daughter. She got a handkerchief out of her handbag that lay on the table nearby. Parents were not supposed to outlive their children.
Penny glanced over her shoulder as she straightened the collar on her black dress to see her three young granddaughters watching cartoons on the television. Prue was holding the television guide, trying to tell her younger sisters to be quiet. With Piper waving a doll over Phoebe's head, who in turn, was trying to get the doll back was falling over and blocking the television, causing Prue to scream about the fact that she could not see the Disney characters on the screen.
Penny offered a small smile, they were so young, so innocent and they would not know anything different. Not know what it was like to grow up with a mother.
"Girls keep it down."
Phoebe looked up at her with a childlike grin on her face, "But, Grams, Piper got doll, my doll, mommy give me doll."
"No, you gave it to me," Piper said as she held the doll above Phoebe head.
"Mommy give me doll," the toddler insisted, "Where mommy?"
"Mommy gone to heaven," Prue told her younger sisters.
"Can I go to heaven?" Piper asked dropping the doll, "I want to see mommy."
Phoebe grabbed the doll, "Me too."
"You can't go to heaven." Prue told her younger sisters, "And I can't see Mickey, Phoebe."
"Girls," Penny sighed. She went over and knelt next to the three young children. "I need you three to be on your best behaviour today, okay?"
Penny pulled the three girls tightly into a hug; she was never going to let them go. She pulled away as she saw bright orbs appeared in the dining room. She kissed each of the girls on her forehead as she walked into the dining room.
Penny stared at Sam for a couple of minutes, just taking in Sam's appearance. She let out an exhausted sigh, as she looked at her daughter's boyfriend. He was stood in front of her in an old suit and was unshaven with the look that he had not slept in 72 hours.
"God, Sam, you could have at least tried."
"I want Paige back," Sam told her crossing his arms.
"How do you know her name?"
"I spied on them."
"What?" Penny explained, "What are you talking about, nothing has changed, you can't spy on them and you definitely can't have her back."
"Everything's changed, I've lost Patti, and I want my daughter back."
Penny sighed and looked to the ceiling. "You still can't give that little girl a life, she's best off where she is."
Sam stared at Penny in disbelief, how could this women be so stubborn? This was her granddaughter as well. She had just lost her daughter, how could she not want her whole family around her?
"Mrs Halliwell, would you just consider it?"
"No, I'm doing what is best for all four girls and you as well." The doorbell interrupted Penny's speech to the Whitelighter. "Prudence, dear, can you get the door it will be your father?"
Seconds later and Victor had strolled into the dining room. He stared at Sam, with a look that could kill written across his face. Sam glared back at Patti's ex-husband with a look of pure disdain on his face.
"What's he doing here?" Victor asked.
"The same thing as you, going to Patti's funeral," Penny explained in a firm tone of voice. "That's it. You're both are going to the funeral and not kill each other. Out of respect for Patti, to help the girls and so I can get through the damn day."
Penny strolled out of the room and into the living room, leaving the two men surrounded with an unnatural silence.
Characters: Penny, Sam, Victor, Prue (7), Piper (4), Phoebe (2)
Penny stood in the living room staring out of the window aimlessly. It was the day that she never thought would happen, the day she was burying her daughter. She got a handkerchief out of her handbag that lay on the table nearby. Parents were not supposed to outlive their children.
Penny glanced over her shoulder as she straightened the collar on her black dress to see her three young granddaughters watching cartoons on the television. Prue was holding the television guide, trying to tell her younger sisters to be quiet. With Piper waving a doll over Phoebe's head, who in turn, was trying to get the doll back was falling over and blocking the television, causing Prue to scream about the fact that she could not see the Disney characters on the screen.
Penny offered a small smile, they were so young, so innocent and they would not know anything different. Not know what it was like to grow up with a mother.
"Girls keep it down."
Phoebe looked up at her with a childlike grin on her face, "But, Grams, Piper got doll, my doll, mommy give me doll."
"No, you gave it to me," Piper said as she held the doll above Phoebe head.
"Mommy give me doll," the toddler insisted, "Where mommy?"
"Mommy gone to heaven," Prue told her younger sisters.
"Can I go to heaven?" Piper asked dropping the doll, "I want to see mommy."
Phoebe grabbed the doll, "Me too."
"You can't go to heaven." Prue told her younger sisters, "And I can't see Mickey, Phoebe."
"Girls," Penny sighed. She went over and knelt next to the three young children. "I need you three to be on your best behaviour today, okay?"
Penny pulled the three girls tightly into a hug; she was never going to let them go. She pulled away as she saw bright orbs appeared in the dining room. She kissed each of the girls on her forehead as she walked into the dining room.
Penny stared at Sam for a couple of minutes, just taking in Sam's appearance. She let out an exhausted sigh, as she looked at her daughter's boyfriend. He was stood in front of her in an old suit and was unshaven with the look that he had not slept in 72 hours.
"God, Sam, you could have at least tried."
"I want Paige back," Sam told her crossing his arms.
"How do you know her name?"
"I spied on them."
"What?" Penny explained, "What are you talking about, nothing has changed, you can't spy on them and you definitely can't have her back."
"Everything's changed, I've lost Patti, and I want my daughter back."
Penny sighed and looked to the ceiling. "You still can't give that little girl a life, she's best off where she is."
Sam stared at Penny in disbelief, how could this women be so stubborn? This was her granddaughter as well. She had just lost her daughter, how could she not want her whole family around her?
"Mrs Halliwell, would you just consider it?"
"No, I'm doing what is best for all four girls and you as well." The doorbell interrupted Penny's speech to the Whitelighter. "Prudence, dear, can you get the door it will be your father?"
Seconds later and Victor had strolled into the dining room. He stared at Sam, with a look that could kill written across his face. Sam glared back at Patti's ex-husband with a look of pure disdain on his face.
"What's he doing here?" Victor asked.
"The same thing as you, going to Patti's funeral," Penny explained in a firm tone of voice. "That's it. You're both are going to the funeral and not kill each other. Out of respect for Patti, to help the girls and so I can get through the damn day."
Penny strolled out of the room and into the living room, leaving the two men surrounded with an unnatural silence.