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Unanswered Questions
~Lizzie~ At the Mall~
Lucy, Sarah, Hilda, Jane, and George were at the mall, shopping for clothes. They decided to take a break after shopping for a few hours, and go to the food court.
Hilda and Lucy were sitting with George and Sarah while Jane was off at the mall arcade nearby. They had gotten plenty of things for Sarah and George, and even a few things for Jane. All they needed to do now was get a dress for Jane for the party.
"You know, Lucy, this party my parents are throwing should actually be pretty fun," Hilda said.
Lucy looked at her dubiously, "Fun?"
"Yeah, well, besides the blind date thing. I can't believe they are doing this. I can pick out men all by myself. I don't need my parents to do this for me," Hilda vented.
Lucy laughed, "Yeah, well they have your best interest at heart."
"Yeah, they say that, too, but do they really? I mean, should I not be insulted or something? I am over thirty years old, and I am still depending on my parents for a date?"
"Well, it could be worse. We could still be living in a society where he marriages are arranged," Lucy pointed out.
"Oh, my! That would be a really bad idea. I would flee from the country or something."
"Well, don't have that attitude about this date. Think happy thoughts. Expect the best, but prepare for the worse. I mean, you could always escape if you had to, right?"
"Yeah, true. It is in a really nice hotel. Maybe if things go well enough, the date and I can go up and get a room," Hilda said.
"Okay, don't be that optimistic! I mean, what would you do about Jane?"
"Oh, Jane will be nine soon, and she has always been very independent. She can fend for herself. You know, walk home, and pick up George on the way."
Lucy laughed, "Yeah, that will happen. Listen, if you need someone to watch George that night, I will be happy to watch him if you want."
"No, no, Lucy? Didn't I tell you? Oh, right, I guess I forgot. You are also invited to this little shindig."
"What?"
"Yeah, my parents actually suggested it."
"I have only met your parents once," Lucy said.
"Yeah, well you left quite an impression on them. They never liked my friends growing up, but they must really like you. They asked specifically for you. They even offered to set you up on a blind date. Of course, I told them no. They understood," Hilda said.
"That is weird. When is this party?"
"Valentine's Day. You don't have to worry about Sarah. We can double-up a babysitter, and get my neighbor to baby-sit. I already asked her about it, and she is excited about it."
"Okay. I guess I can go, then," Lizzie said.
"Good, you will be my support if the date goes wrong."
"I am looking forward to it."
"Good."
Just then, Jane ran up to her mother and asked for more money. "Actually, honey, I think we should look for that dress now. Then we can go home," Hilda said.
Jane looked down as if she had been defeated, "Okay, fine."
Everyone got up and they continued to shop.
~Gordo~
Gordo had been driving a few hours, and had just crossed the Oklahoma border when he decided to take a break.
He really didn't know what he was doing with his search. He just wished he had something that could guide him in the right direction, like a name or even a state. He only guessed she was somewhere in the United States. He didn't even want to think of the possibility of them being in a totally different country. He was in a bind, and he knew it. He had lost this search before it even began.
He stopped at a nearby motel and decided to just sleep, and figure out what to do from there. He stopped at the nearest place he saw, and just went to bed to clear his mind. This past week or so had been so overwhelming.
He fell asleep pretty easily, and didn't wake up until he heard his cell phone ring at around midnight. He was tempted not to get it, but he thought maybe he would regret it if he didn't. It may help him with Lizzie.
"Hello?"
"David Gordon?" A female voice said.
"Yes this is he. Who is this?"
"This is Officer Janet Smith from the LAPD. I understand that you and Elizabeth McGuire were very close? Almost engaged?" Janet said.
Gordo was confused, "Yeah? Why? Do you have any more information?"
"No, Mr. Gordon, I am afraid I don't have the information you are looking for. Actually, I saw your name and this number in someone's office, and I knew it looked familiar, and then it hit me. I am not supposed to make calls like this, actually. You see, I was with Lizzie the night this crime happened, and she lived with me for the next three months. She spoke of you often, and cried herself to sleep for a long time. Anyway, I don't know anything about the new identity or the whereabouts of Lizzie, but I will try to do my best in keeping you updated. Hearing her stories about you touched me and I really think you two belong with each other. If there is anything I can do to help, just let me know."
"Thank you for calling me. Uh, actually I do have a question. What would happen, theoretically speaking, if she were to bump into someone from her past or something?"
"Well, she would probably have to assume a new identity. Mr. Gordon, this program tries it's hardest to protect the innocent. Someone from the past could be a threat."
"Well, what happens when she wants to get married?"
"She gets married. Sometimes she can tell her spouse, and sometimes, she can't. It depends on how serious the situation is at the time," Janet said, "What are you trying to propose with all of this?"
"Nothing. Well, okay, I was sort of thinking about going to search for her."
"How? I mean, you don't have any information about her."
"Well, its crazy, but I will do anything if it means I can find Lizzie. I love her too much, and loosing once was hard enough, but loosing her twice, and a child I have never met without anything would be the end of it. I don't think I could handle it."
"Well, I can't stop you, but I will discourage you from doing anything illegal. I realize you are in love, and I have a lot of sympathy. I just wish the odds of you finding her were higher," Janet said.
"Wait! I just thought of something! I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner! I have a child with her! Doesn't this mean I have some legal rights as the father of this child?"
There was silence on the other end.
"Hello?" Gordo asked.
"I don't know the answer of that question. That was never considered, as you were thought to be dead. I guess that is a practical question. I will see what I can find out about that, but don't get too excited about this, though. I will call you when I find out."
"Thank you," Gordo sighed.
"You are welcome," Janet said, "But, David?"
"Hmm?"
"Don't get your hopes up on searching for her. If you aren't careful, you could be in some legal trouble."
"Thank you. I will be careful," Gordo said.
"I am sorry I couldn't tell you anymore," Janet said.
Janet gave Gordo her number just in case of an emergency. Then they hung up.
Gordo went back to sleep, but not before thinking about the whole child situation. That had to do something for him, he thought. It had to do something.
~~~
~Lizzie~ Later that Night~
After Sarah was put to bed, Lucy got comfortable on her bed, eager to finish the novel she was reading. After about an hour, she finished it, and like she usually did when she finished a novel, she went to read about the author online.
The author's name was Doris Gordon. Seeing that name made her think of Gordo. She smiled, thinking about him. She typed the name into the Yahoo! Search engine. A few hundred responses popped up, but before she checked on any of them, she got an idea. She didn't know if she was allowed to do this, but she erased the name "Doris" and slowly typed in "David" instead. Then, she thought maybe that was stupid, and she would probably only come up with a list of passengers on the flight he was killed.
She erased the name.
But, then curiosity got the better of her again, and she re-typed the name and clicked on "search," and waited for the results.
She scrolled down to see what came up. Death of David Gordon, Obituary, Psycology by David H. Gordon. . .a different David Gordon. Bored with her responses, she went onto the next page, expecting more similar items. She went onto look at news about David Gordon, finding more on the psychology person, but the 20th response caught her attention. It was an article written about ten days ago in the LA Times. The description simply said. . .
Due to unknow. . .local Hill Ridge resident DAVID GORDON was found a . . .extremely rare for this to happ. . .
No, Lucy thought, this is a dream. I am jumping to conclusions! This must be a different person. This was nothing that would interest Lucy. In fact to prove that this article would say nothing new, Lucy clicked on the article.
~~~
Heehee, a cliffie! I will try to get the next chapter up soon, but be patient. In the meantime, a few reviews would be nice.
Unanswered Questions
~Lizzie~ At the Mall~
Lucy, Sarah, Hilda, Jane, and George were at the mall, shopping for clothes. They decided to take a break after shopping for a few hours, and go to the food court.
Hilda and Lucy were sitting with George and Sarah while Jane was off at the mall arcade nearby. They had gotten plenty of things for Sarah and George, and even a few things for Jane. All they needed to do now was get a dress for Jane for the party.
"You know, Lucy, this party my parents are throwing should actually be pretty fun," Hilda said.
Lucy looked at her dubiously, "Fun?"
"Yeah, well, besides the blind date thing. I can't believe they are doing this. I can pick out men all by myself. I don't need my parents to do this for me," Hilda vented.
Lucy laughed, "Yeah, well they have your best interest at heart."
"Yeah, they say that, too, but do they really? I mean, should I not be insulted or something? I am over thirty years old, and I am still depending on my parents for a date?"
"Well, it could be worse. We could still be living in a society where he marriages are arranged," Lucy pointed out.
"Oh, my! That would be a really bad idea. I would flee from the country or something."
"Well, don't have that attitude about this date. Think happy thoughts. Expect the best, but prepare for the worse. I mean, you could always escape if you had to, right?"
"Yeah, true. It is in a really nice hotel. Maybe if things go well enough, the date and I can go up and get a room," Hilda said.
"Okay, don't be that optimistic! I mean, what would you do about Jane?"
"Oh, Jane will be nine soon, and she has always been very independent. She can fend for herself. You know, walk home, and pick up George on the way."
Lucy laughed, "Yeah, that will happen. Listen, if you need someone to watch George that night, I will be happy to watch him if you want."
"No, no, Lucy? Didn't I tell you? Oh, right, I guess I forgot. You are also invited to this little shindig."
"What?"
"Yeah, my parents actually suggested it."
"I have only met your parents once," Lucy said.
"Yeah, well you left quite an impression on them. They never liked my friends growing up, but they must really like you. They asked specifically for you. They even offered to set you up on a blind date. Of course, I told them no. They understood," Hilda said.
"That is weird. When is this party?"
"Valentine's Day. You don't have to worry about Sarah. We can double-up a babysitter, and get my neighbor to baby-sit. I already asked her about it, and she is excited about it."
"Okay. I guess I can go, then," Lizzie said.
"Good, you will be my support if the date goes wrong."
"I am looking forward to it."
"Good."
Just then, Jane ran up to her mother and asked for more money. "Actually, honey, I think we should look for that dress now. Then we can go home," Hilda said.
Jane looked down as if she had been defeated, "Okay, fine."
Everyone got up and they continued to shop.
~Gordo~
Gordo had been driving a few hours, and had just crossed the Oklahoma border when he decided to take a break.
He really didn't know what he was doing with his search. He just wished he had something that could guide him in the right direction, like a name or even a state. He only guessed she was somewhere in the United States. He didn't even want to think of the possibility of them being in a totally different country. He was in a bind, and he knew it. He had lost this search before it even began.
He stopped at a nearby motel and decided to just sleep, and figure out what to do from there. He stopped at the nearest place he saw, and just went to bed to clear his mind. This past week or so had been so overwhelming.
He fell asleep pretty easily, and didn't wake up until he heard his cell phone ring at around midnight. He was tempted not to get it, but he thought maybe he would regret it if he didn't. It may help him with Lizzie.
"Hello?"
"David Gordon?" A female voice said.
"Yes this is he. Who is this?"
"This is Officer Janet Smith from the LAPD. I understand that you and Elizabeth McGuire were very close? Almost engaged?" Janet said.
Gordo was confused, "Yeah? Why? Do you have any more information?"
"No, Mr. Gordon, I am afraid I don't have the information you are looking for. Actually, I saw your name and this number in someone's office, and I knew it looked familiar, and then it hit me. I am not supposed to make calls like this, actually. You see, I was with Lizzie the night this crime happened, and she lived with me for the next three months. She spoke of you often, and cried herself to sleep for a long time. Anyway, I don't know anything about the new identity or the whereabouts of Lizzie, but I will try to do my best in keeping you updated. Hearing her stories about you touched me and I really think you two belong with each other. If there is anything I can do to help, just let me know."
"Thank you for calling me. Uh, actually I do have a question. What would happen, theoretically speaking, if she were to bump into someone from her past or something?"
"Well, she would probably have to assume a new identity. Mr. Gordon, this program tries it's hardest to protect the innocent. Someone from the past could be a threat."
"Well, what happens when she wants to get married?"
"She gets married. Sometimes she can tell her spouse, and sometimes, she can't. It depends on how serious the situation is at the time," Janet said, "What are you trying to propose with all of this?"
"Nothing. Well, okay, I was sort of thinking about going to search for her."
"How? I mean, you don't have any information about her."
"Well, its crazy, but I will do anything if it means I can find Lizzie. I love her too much, and loosing once was hard enough, but loosing her twice, and a child I have never met without anything would be the end of it. I don't think I could handle it."
"Well, I can't stop you, but I will discourage you from doing anything illegal. I realize you are in love, and I have a lot of sympathy. I just wish the odds of you finding her were higher," Janet said.
"Wait! I just thought of something! I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner! I have a child with her! Doesn't this mean I have some legal rights as the father of this child?"
There was silence on the other end.
"Hello?" Gordo asked.
"I don't know the answer of that question. That was never considered, as you were thought to be dead. I guess that is a practical question. I will see what I can find out about that, but don't get too excited about this, though. I will call you when I find out."
"Thank you," Gordo sighed.
"You are welcome," Janet said, "But, David?"
"Hmm?"
"Don't get your hopes up on searching for her. If you aren't careful, you could be in some legal trouble."
"Thank you. I will be careful," Gordo said.
"I am sorry I couldn't tell you anymore," Janet said.
Janet gave Gordo her number just in case of an emergency. Then they hung up.
Gordo went back to sleep, but not before thinking about the whole child situation. That had to do something for him, he thought. It had to do something.
~~~
~Lizzie~ Later that Night~
After Sarah was put to bed, Lucy got comfortable on her bed, eager to finish the novel she was reading. After about an hour, she finished it, and like she usually did when she finished a novel, she went to read about the author online.
The author's name was Doris Gordon. Seeing that name made her think of Gordo. She smiled, thinking about him. She typed the name into the Yahoo! Search engine. A few hundred responses popped up, but before she checked on any of them, she got an idea. She didn't know if she was allowed to do this, but she erased the name "Doris" and slowly typed in "David" instead. Then, she thought maybe that was stupid, and she would probably only come up with a list of passengers on the flight he was killed.
She erased the name.
But, then curiosity got the better of her again, and she re-typed the name and clicked on "search," and waited for the results.
She scrolled down to see what came up. Death of David Gordon, Obituary, Psycology by David H. Gordon. . .a different David Gordon. Bored with her responses, she went onto the next page, expecting more similar items. She went onto look at news about David Gordon, finding more on the psychology person, but the 20th response caught her attention. It was an article written about ten days ago in the LA Times. The description simply said. . .
Due to unknow. . .local Hill Ridge resident DAVID GORDON was found a . . .extremely rare for this to happ. . .
No, Lucy thought, this is a dream. I am jumping to conclusions! This must be a different person. This was nothing that would interest Lucy. In fact to prove that this article would say nothing new, Lucy clicked on the article.
~~~
Heehee, a cliffie! I will try to get the next chapter up soon, but be patient. In the meantime, a few reviews would be nice.