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Searching
~Lizzie~ A few days later~
Lizzie ran into her apartment after just getting home from a long day at work. She could hear the phone ringing and wanted to catch it.
"Hello?" she said as she tried to catch her breath. Sarah was in her other arm. She set Sarah down on the floor.
"Lucy? Hey! It's Hilda. I am glad I caught you. Listen, I was wondering if you and Sarah would like to go shopping tomorrow at the mall. I was going through Jane and George's clothes, and they don't have any clothes to wear in the spring, and I am sure Sarah needs new clothes as well. What do you think?"
Lucy thought for a moment. Tomorrow was Saturday. Shopping sounded like a plan. Jane was eight and George was two. "That sounds like a good idea. I am game, and so is Sarah."
"Good. You know, George and Sarah would probably shop at similar stores, like the Baby Gap and Rich's and stuff. The only thing is, if you don't mind, I might have to go into Nordstrom's or something to pick up a dress for Jane. You see, my parents are celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary on Valentine's Day, and invited Jane and me to a party they are having," Hilda said.
"That shouldn't be a problem," Lucy said.
"I didn't think so, but I thought I would ask. You know, my parents have been pushing for me to go to this party with a blind date, and want me to do some shopping, but I told them no. They probably invited the guy anyway, and he is probably a real nerd."
Lucy laughed, "I am sorry. At least your parents are still together, and concerned about you," Lucy said, thinking of her own parents.
"Oh, I am so sorry, Lucy. I forgot that your parents- well, anyway, I will pick both of you up around noon, and we can have lunch and spend the afternoon together. I can't wait," Hilda said.
"Me neither!"
"I have to go now, but goodbye!"
"Bye!" Lucy said and she hung up the phone. Like the father of her child, her parents also died. She did slip up once, and said she had a brother, but quickly covered him up by saying he still lived in Mississippi and they weren't very close.
Lucy checked on Sarah, who was drawing (or scribbling) on some paper in the living room. Sarah really was a good kid. She wasn't even two, but Lucy could already sense that Sarah was a very loving, good child. She had a natural curiosity about things, which made Lucy dread the next year or so, when Sarah would start to talk even more. She wasn't quite sure about what she would tell Sarah about her past, but decided she would handle that problem when it happened.
Lucy then walked into Sarah's room to look at Sarah's clothes, most of which she had outgrown. Lucy always considered giving away the clothes, but thought each piece had a sentiment of some sort that she couldn't explain. For instance, she wore that outfit when she said her first word, and this outfit when she took her first step, and another outfit when Lucy drove her across the border of Arkansas and into Mississippi. They didn't have a purpose, except to be able to say that Sarah has left the state of Arkansas. The sentiments sounded pretty pointless, but to Lucy, they were priceless. She wanted Sarah to have everything she could, minus a father and outside family.
After determining what Sarah could wear into spring, and boxing the other clothes, Lucy fixed dinner and put Sarah and herself to bed. She had found that being a single mother made her have the same bedtime as Sarah. Of course, while Sarah would usually go right to bed, Lucy would often spend hours just thinking about life, especially how it was with Gordo and Miranda and the rest of her family. It was amazing how much she took for granted all the little things in life before she had to leave and start a new one, like her brother and her yearbooks and old toys. She didn't want to forget anything, but as time went by, memories were getting strained.
~Gordo~
After two nights with his parents, Gordo decided to try to call Miranda, who, according to his parents, lived in Boston. He had to call the McGuire's to obtain the number. He called the number, and Miranda sound too surprised to hear from him, although she was pleased and excited. After explaining his story, and answering Miranda's questions, Gordo got to business with his own issues.
"So do you know anything about Lizzie?"
"Oh, well, I suppose you know she had to enter the Witness Protection Program," Miranda said.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know all about that, and she was pregnant with my child, yeah I heard," Gordo said, sounding a little annoyed and eager to cut to the chase.
"Yeah, about that, I am so sorry I never told you at Thanksgiving," Miranda said.
"Its okay. Wait-she knew by Thanksgiving, and she never told me?" Gordo asked, a little hurt.
"Yeah, she knew, but she didn't want to tell you, scared you would not be able to finish the work in Asia. I never really understood the reasoning, but it was important to her. She was going to tell you, but she chickened out, and, well, she told me she wrote a letter and placed it in your luggage, but I guess you never got the letter," Miranda said.
"No," Gordo sighed, "I never got it. I can't believe she never told me!"
"Don't be angry with her! I mean, yes, she should have told you, but she was thinking about you. I am not exactly sure how, but she was thinking about you."
"I am not angry. I mean, I can't be angry, because I don't even know where she is or whether she is still alive. I am still in disbelief about the baby. I mean, well, Lizzie and I only had sex once," Gordo said, almost in a whisper.
"I know, but once is all it takes," Miranda said.
"Yeah, well, I guess there is no sense doubting it now. I just wish I could be with her. Oh well, anyway, that was what I was getting at. I have a plan, Miranda."
"What type of plan?"
"A plan to find Lizzie."
"Are you crazy? You will never find Lizzie! I mean, its impossible. All of her information from the past no longer exists. She is a new person," Miranda said.
"I know, but I just have to find Lizzie. We were meant to be together, and if that means searching the rest of my life for her, I will do it."
"How do you plan on looking for her? Driving across the country until you find her?" Miranda, asked, sarcastically.
There was silence on the other end.
"Oh, no, Gordo! You can't do that! That would be pointless! You have nothing on her. Even if you do find her, there would be legal trouble, too," Miranda said.
"Well, let there be legal trouble. I just want to see her," Gordo said.
"But to her, you are dead. What if she doesn't believe you?"
"I will make her believe me," Gordo said.
Miranda sighed.
"Well, good luck Gordo. I may think you are crazy, but in my heart, I hope as much as you that you find her. Oh, and when you do, bring them both back where they belong." Miranda said.
"I will try, Miranda. I only wish you could come along. If you hear anything, call me on my cell phone."
"Okay. Oh, and Gordo?"
"Yeah?"
"Where are you going to start? I mean, North, South, East or what?"
"I don't know. I don't have a set plan. But I do know this. I will go to all fifty states and every single town until I find her."
"May the force be with you. Let me know if I can help in any way. When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow. I have some shopping to do."
"If you find her, call me."
"I will."
"It was nice to talk to you!"
"You too."
"Bye!"
"Bye!"
Gordo hung up the phone. He had a lot of shopping to do for clothes and stuff. He also bought a cell phone. That night, after calling the police and asking them to call him if anything happens, he worked out a plan. He decided he would start by heading southeast, into Oklahoma. Once there, he would look through the state records and see what he could find out. He had no idea what how he was going to go about doing everything, but he would do everything if that is what it took.
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Okay, so, here is the next chapter. Tell me what you think!
Searching
~Lizzie~ A few days later~
Lizzie ran into her apartment after just getting home from a long day at work. She could hear the phone ringing and wanted to catch it.
"Hello?" she said as she tried to catch her breath. Sarah was in her other arm. She set Sarah down on the floor.
"Lucy? Hey! It's Hilda. I am glad I caught you. Listen, I was wondering if you and Sarah would like to go shopping tomorrow at the mall. I was going through Jane and George's clothes, and they don't have any clothes to wear in the spring, and I am sure Sarah needs new clothes as well. What do you think?"
Lucy thought for a moment. Tomorrow was Saturday. Shopping sounded like a plan. Jane was eight and George was two. "That sounds like a good idea. I am game, and so is Sarah."
"Good. You know, George and Sarah would probably shop at similar stores, like the Baby Gap and Rich's and stuff. The only thing is, if you don't mind, I might have to go into Nordstrom's or something to pick up a dress for Jane. You see, my parents are celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary on Valentine's Day, and invited Jane and me to a party they are having," Hilda said.
"That shouldn't be a problem," Lucy said.
"I didn't think so, but I thought I would ask. You know, my parents have been pushing for me to go to this party with a blind date, and want me to do some shopping, but I told them no. They probably invited the guy anyway, and he is probably a real nerd."
Lucy laughed, "I am sorry. At least your parents are still together, and concerned about you," Lucy said, thinking of her own parents.
"Oh, I am so sorry, Lucy. I forgot that your parents- well, anyway, I will pick both of you up around noon, and we can have lunch and spend the afternoon together. I can't wait," Hilda said.
"Me neither!"
"I have to go now, but goodbye!"
"Bye!" Lucy said and she hung up the phone. Like the father of her child, her parents also died. She did slip up once, and said she had a brother, but quickly covered him up by saying he still lived in Mississippi and they weren't very close.
Lucy checked on Sarah, who was drawing (or scribbling) on some paper in the living room. Sarah really was a good kid. She wasn't even two, but Lucy could already sense that Sarah was a very loving, good child. She had a natural curiosity about things, which made Lucy dread the next year or so, when Sarah would start to talk even more. She wasn't quite sure about what she would tell Sarah about her past, but decided she would handle that problem when it happened.
Lucy then walked into Sarah's room to look at Sarah's clothes, most of which she had outgrown. Lucy always considered giving away the clothes, but thought each piece had a sentiment of some sort that she couldn't explain. For instance, she wore that outfit when she said her first word, and this outfit when she took her first step, and another outfit when Lucy drove her across the border of Arkansas and into Mississippi. They didn't have a purpose, except to be able to say that Sarah has left the state of Arkansas. The sentiments sounded pretty pointless, but to Lucy, they were priceless. She wanted Sarah to have everything she could, minus a father and outside family.
After determining what Sarah could wear into spring, and boxing the other clothes, Lucy fixed dinner and put Sarah and herself to bed. She had found that being a single mother made her have the same bedtime as Sarah. Of course, while Sarah would usually go right to bed, Lucy would often spend hours just thinking about life, especially how it was with Gordo and Miranda and the rest of her family. It was amazing how much she took for granted all the little things in life before she had to leave and start a new one, like her brother and her yearbooks and old toys. She didn't want to forget anything, but as time went by, memories were getting strained.
~Gordo~
After two nights with his parents, Gordo decided to try to call Miranda, who, according to his parents, lived in Boston. He had to call the McGuire's to obtain the number. He called the number, and Miranda sound too surprised to hear from him, although she was pleased and excited. After explaining his story, and answering Miranda's questions, Gordo got to business with his own issues.
"So do you know anything about Lizzie?"
"Oh, well, I suppose you know she had to enter the Witness Protection Program," Miranda said.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know all about that, and she was pregnant with my child, yeah I heard," Gordo said, sounding a little annoyed and eager to cut to the chase.
"Yeah, about that, I am so sorry I never told you at Thanksgiving," Miranda said.
"Its okay. Wait-she knew by Thanksgiving, and she never told me?" Gordo asked, a little hurt.
"Yeah, she knew, but she didn't want to tell you, scared you would not be able to finish the work in Asia. I never really understood the reasoning, but it was important to her. She was going to tell you, but she chickened out, and, well, she told me she wrote a letter and placed it in your luggage, but I guess you never got the letter," Miranda said.
"No," Gordo sighed, "I never got it. I can't believe she never told me!"
"Don't be angry with her! I mean, yes, she should have told you, but she was thinking about you. I am not exactly sure how, but she was thinking about you."
"I am not angry. I mean, I can't be angry, because I don't even know where she is or whether she is still alive. I am still in disbelief about the baby. I mean, well, Lizzie and I only had sex once," Gordo said, almost in a whisper.
"I know, but once is all it takes," Miranda said.
"Yeah, well, I guess there is no sense doubting it now. I just wish I could be with her. Oh well, anyway, that was what I was getting at. I have a plan, Miranda."
"What type of plan?"
"A plan to find Lizzie."
"Are you crazy? You will never find Lizzie! I mean, its impossible. All of her information from the past no longer exists. She is a new person," Miranda said.
"I know, but I just have to find Lizzie. We were meant to be together, and if that means searching the rest of my life for her, I will do it."
"How do you plan on looking for her? Driving across the country until you find her?" Miranda, asked, sarcastically.
There was silence on the other end.
"Oh, no, Gordo! You can't do that! That would be pointless! You have nothing on her. Even if you do find her, there would be legal trouble, too," Miranda said.
"Well, let there be legal trouble. I just want to see her," Gordo said.
"But to her, you are dead. What if she doesn't believe you?"
"I will make her believe me," Gordo said.
Miranda sighed.
"Well, good luck Gordo. I may think you are crazy, but in my heart, I hope as much as you that you find her. Oh, and when you do, bring them both back where they belong." Miranda said.
"I will try, Miranda. I only wish you could come along. If you hear anything, call me on my cell phone."
"Okay. Oh, and Gordo?"
"Yeah?"
"Where are you going to start? I mean, North, South, East or what?"
"I don't know. I don't have a set plan. But I do know this. I will go to all fifty states and every single town until I find her."
"May the force be with you. Let me know if I can help in any way. When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow. I have some shopping to do."
"If you find her, call me."
"I will."
"It was nice to talk to you!"
"You too."
"Bye!"
"Bye!"
Gordo hung up the phone. He had a lot of shopping to do for clothes and stuff. He also bought a cell phone. That night, after calling the police and asking them to call him if anything happens, he worked out a plan. He decided he would start by heading southeast, into Oklahoma. Once there, he would look through the state records and see what he could find out. He had no idea what how he was going to go about doing everything, but he would do everything if that is what it took.
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Okay, so, here is the next chapter. Tell me what you think!