God Bless the writers, producers, actors, and crew and all the people that
work at NBC for creating a masterpiece for me to watch every Sunday night.
(my creative disclaimer)
[x] Whoa!! I did not think that soooo many reviews would come so quickly, so I figured I might as well update now while i have the chance. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!! I hate when I read a story and nothing is accurate so thanks for noticing my little pet-peeve. . lol. And here it is, the end to the cliff-hanger. . . .and the date was supposed to be September 6, 1965. . . just a random date and im not sure on accuracy (sorry!!!!!) read and review on- The Ducky [x]
September 7, 1965 2:35 a.m. Pryor House
Will was asleep in his bed, no doubt dreaming that his big brother would come gallavanting in any second and scoop him up in hugs. Will was probably squeezing J.J.'s old East Catholic football jersey, imagining it was J.J.
Yes, thought Meg, that's what Will is probably doing. He was the only Pryor that seemed to be able to sleep. Even Patty was pacing the living room, her robe tightly pulled around her to hold her heartache in.
Roxanne was staying and so was Beth- they were adamant on that and no one would've had it any other way.
"Meg, dear, why don't you try and get some sleep." offered a weary, puffy- eyed Helen. Meg shook her head and felt tears coming again. Helen hugged her daughter and combed through the blonde curls with her fingers.
"It's going to be okay, I promise." she whispered. Meg nodded into her shoulder, unable to find any words.
The telegram still lay on the table. It's black letters now stood stark against the white paper. The three letters that Meg could make out from a mile away still haunted her- M.I.A.
J.J. was 'missing in action'. Meg knew that that was just a nicer way of saying, "He disappeared, and we'll find his body someday."
Roxanne was sitting on the couch, alone, her tears coming steadily. Meg had never really thought about how close she and Roxanne were and how close both Roxanne and Beth were to the family. It was like two extra sisters- who never squealed or fought with you for no reason. At that moment, Meg was suddenly grateful.
September 7, 1965 11:13 a.m. Pryor House
Breakfast had been- to say the least- tense. Helen had barely managed eggs and toast with some butter and jam. But no one said anything.
Beth decided to go home to change and try to sleep. She looked worse than both Mr. and Mrs. Pryor combined. Meg and Roxanne decided to walk her home.
Rain pelted them lightly as they made their way down the front steps in silence.
"Beth?" asked Meg, mustering every ounc of courage in her.
"Yes?" answered Beth, her voice hoarse from crying.
"Thanks for being here."
Beth stopped and turned to Meg. Her eyes were welled up with tears and she hugged Meg- with all the emotion she had been carrying.
September 19, 1965 7:50 a.m. East Catholic High School Girls School
Meg and Roxanne held eachother's hands tightly as they walked up the front steps. It had a been about a week since either of the two had returned to school and now the once inviting doors looked scary and unwelcoming.
"Come on, Rox. There's nothing to be afraid of." said Meg. Roxanne smiled at Meg and they opened the door to the hallway.
It was like any other day at East Catholic. Girls stood near their lockers, talking and giggling and whispering about their latest escapades in being teenagers.
Meg was relieved to see that her usual group of friends crowded both her and Roxanne to discuss the classwork they missed and the boys that they'd kissed.
Although J.J. still sat in her mind as her foremost concern, it was nice to talk about Peggy Ambrose and how she kissed Kyle O'Conner.
[x] Whoa!! I did not think that soooo many reviews would come so quickly, so I figured I might as well update now while i have the chance. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!! I hate when I read a story and nothing is accurate so thanks for noticing my little pet-peeve. . lol. And here it is, the end to the cliff-hanger. . . .and the date was supposed to be September 6, 1965. . . just a random date and im not sure on accuracy (sorry!!!!!) read and review on- The Ducky [x]
September 7, 1965 2:35 a.m. Pryor House
Will was asleep in his bed, no doubt dreaming that his big brother would come gallavanting in any second and scoop him up in hugs. Will was probably squeezing J.J.'s old East Catholic football jersey, imagining it was J.J.
Yes, thought Meg, that's what Will is probably doing. He was the only Pryor that seemed to be able to sleep. Even Patty was pacing the living room, her robe tightly pulled around her to hold her heartache in.
Roxanne was staying and so was Beth- they were adamant on that and no one would've had it any other way.
"Meg, dear, why don't you try and get some sleep." offered a weary, puffy- eyed Helen. Meg shook her head and felt tears coming again. Helen hugged her daughter and combed through the blonde curls with her fingers.
"It's going to be okay, I promise." she whispered. Meg nodded into her shoulder, unable to find any words.
The telegram still lay on the table. It's black letters now stood stark against the white paper. The three letters that Meg could make out from a mile away still haunted her- M.I.A.
J.J. was 'missing in action'. Meg knew that that was just a nicer way of saying, "He disappeared, and we'll find his body someday."
Roxanne was sitting on the couch, alone, her tears coming steadily. Meg had never really thought about how close she and Roxanne were and how close both Roxanne and Beth were to the family. It was like two extra sisters- who never squealed or fought with you for no reason. At that moment, Meg was suddenly grateful.
September 7, 1965 11:13 a.m. Pryor House
Breakfast had been- to say the least- tense. Helen had barely managed eggs and toast with some butter and jam. But no one said anything.
Beth decided to go home to change and try to sleep. She looked worse than both Mr. and Mrs. Pryor combined. Meg and Roxanne decided to walk her home.
Rain pelted them lightly as they made their way down the front steps in silence.
"Beth?" asked Meg, mustering every ounc of courage in her.
"Yes?" answered Beth, her voice hoarse from crying.
"Thanks for being here."
Beth stopped and turned to Meg. Her eyes were welled up with tears and she hugged Meg- with all the emotion she had been carrying.
September 19, 1965 7:50 a.m. East Catholic High School Girls School
Meg and Roxanne held eachother's hands tightly as they walked up the front steps. It had a been about a week since either of the two had returned to school and now the once inviting doors looked scary and unwelcoming.
"Come on, Rox. There's nothing to be afraid of." said Meg. Roxanne smiled at Meg and they opened the door to the hallway.
It was like any other day at East Catholic. Girls stood near their lockers, talking and giggling and whispering about their latest escapades in being teenagers.
Meg was relieved to see that her usual group of friends crowded both her and Roxanne to discuss the classwork they missed and the boys that they'd kissed.
Although J.J. still sat in her mind as her foremost concern, it was nice to talk about Peggy Ambrose and how she kissed Kyle O'Conner.
