Ok, I must apologize for the confusion, I thought that Mary was married at
the beginning of this season, (which is 8 right?) so ignore my season crap,
her and Carlos are married, he got her pregnant, the end.
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The next few days were very hard on Mary and everyone else. They were all being extra careful around her, and they were super nice. This upset Mary, she didn't need to be taken care of, at least she thought so. All of the attention was driving Mary insane. So much so that she wished she had kept it a secret and let them question her.
One afternoon she came into the kitchen after spending the day helping Lucy frame pictures. It was good for her to keep busy, but she found unbearably depressing to look at pictures of Lucy's perfect, happy life.
Lucy kept subtly trying to get Mary to talk, but it never worked. She wanted to help her sister out; she always had been able to in the past. But this time it was something that she couldn't fix.
Mary was sitting at the kitchen table sipping a glass of orange juice as she stared out the window. She was way past her sad stage, now she was bitter, angry and bitter.
Martin walked in the backdoor with his backpack and a stack of mail. Annie came into the kitchen just as he entered.
"Mail's here" he said holding up the stack.
"Anything good?" Annie asked approaching him.
Martin thumbed through the mail, "bill, bill, you may have already won a million dollars . . ." a large yellow envelope was at the back of the stack, it was addressed to Mary. Martin came up to her slowly holding it out, "uh, this is for you"
"Thanks" Mary said taking it from him and setting it in front of her. Annie bit her lip and gently shooed martin out of the kitchen. Mary was dreading having to open that envelope, but she had to.
She twisted the brad that held it sealed and removed the stack of papers. She quickly scanned over the pages, Annie watching her every move. She got up and got a pen out of a drawer, and then she sat back down.
Annie slowly came up behind Mary, "are those . . .?" she asked, not needing to finish her question.
"Yes," Mary responded, staring at the line at the bottom of the page with the big red X at the front. She picked up the pen and twirled it in her hand as she read over the page, and flipped through the others following it.
She looked back to find Annie standing over her shoulder peering down at the page. Mary looked back at her, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, sorry" Annie said scurrying over to the sink, she turned on the water and pretended to wash dishes while she watched Mary.
Mary sighed and ran her fingers through her hair; she gripped the pen in her hand and signed her signature on the line. The she did the same on the next three pages.
Annie was leaning over the sink, looking anxious. Mary got up and walked to Eric's office to use the fax machine. Annie followed her.
Mary was standing next to the machine punching numbers in while she fed a paper through it.
"Mary," Annie said knocking on the doorframe. "Are you ok?"
"Yep" Mary said focusing intently on the fax machine.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Nope" Mary said pushing past her and heading for the front door. She grabbed her purse and opened the door.
"Where are you going?" Annie said following her.
"Out" Mary replied without turning around.
"Why?" Annie asked, Mary almost lost it.
"Because I'm sick of your questions," she said as she got in the car and sped away.
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Mary walked slowly into the pool hall. There were plenty of people making plenty of noise, and none of them were going to ask her how she was feeling.
She looked around at the crowd of teenagers on dates, gazing into each other's eyes dreamily. She wanted desperately to shake them all and tell them to give up. Love wasn't worth all of that.
She sat down at the bar and ordered a soda. While she waited she beat her hands on the counter along with the music. It felt good to be out of her house, great in fact.
Mary felt a tap on her shoulder; she turned to see a familiar face.
"Hey stranger"
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Wow, I'm really just dragging this out aren't I? I only do it to be unreasonable and cruel.
Not really, I just thought id spread it out, so that I can post something everyday, and you will all be happy.
If you review an awful lot, I might just hold to that chapter a day thing
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The next few days were very hard on Mary and everyone else. They were all being extra careful around her, and they were super nice. This upset Mary, she didn't need to be taken care of, at least she thought so. All of the attention was driving Mary insane. So much so that she wished she had kept it a secret and let them question her.
One afternoon she came into the kitchen after spending the day helping Lucy frame pictures. It was good for her to keep busy, but she found unbearably depressing to look at pictures of Lucy's perfect, happy life.
Lucy kept subtly trying to get Mary to talk, but it never worked. She wanted to help her sister out; she always had been able to in the past. But this time it was something that she couldn't fix.
Mary was sitting at the kitchen table sipping a glass of orange juice as she stared out the window. She was way past her sad stage, now she was bitter, angry and bitter.
Martin walked in the backdoor with his backpack and a stack of mail. Annie came into the kitchen just as he entered.
"Mail's here" he said holding up the stack.
"Anything good?" Annie asked approaching him.
Martin thumbed through the mail, "bill, bill, you may have already won a million dollars . . ." a large yellow envelope was at the back of the stack, it was addressed to Mary. Martin came up to her slowly holding it out, "uh, this is for you"
"Thanks" Mary said taking it from him and setting it in front of her. Annie bit her lip and gently shooed martin out of the kitchen. Mary was dreading having to open that envelope, but she had to.
She twisted the brad that held it sealed and removed the stack of papers. She quickly scanned over the pages, Annie watching her every move. She got up and got a pen out of a drawer, and then she sat back down.
Annie slowly came up behind Mary, "are those . . .?" she asked, not needing to finish her question.
"Yes," Mary responded, staring at the line at the bottom of the page with the big red X at the front. She picked up the pen and twirled it in her hand as she read over the page, and flipped through the others following it.
She looked back to find Annie standing over her shoulder peering down at the page. Mary looked back at her, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, sorry" Annie said scurrying over to the sink, she turned on the water and pretended to wash dishes while she watched Mary.
Mary sighed and ran her fingers through her hair; she gripped the pen in her hand and signed her signature on the line. The she did the same on the next three pages.
Annie was leaning over the sink, looking anxious. Mary got up and walked to Eric's office to use the fax machine. Annie followed her.
Mary was standing next to the machine punching numbers in while she fed a paper through it.
"Mary," Annie said knocking on the doorframe. "Are you ok?"
"Yep" Mary said focusing intently on the fax machine.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Nope" Mary said pushing past her and heading for the front door. She grabbed her purse and opened the door.
"Where are you going?" Annie said following her.
"Out" Mary replied without turning around.
"Why?" Annie asked, Mary almost lost it.
"Because I'm sick of your questions," she said as she got in the car and sped away.
~*~*~*~*
Mary walked slowly into the pool hall. There were plenty of people making plenty of noise, and none of them were going to ask her how she was feeling.
She looked around at the crowd of teenagers on dates, gazing into each other's eyes dreamily. She wanted desperately to shake them all and tell them to give up. Love wasn't worth all of that.
She sat down at the bar and ordered a soda. While she waited she beat her hands on the counter along with the music. It felt good to be out of her house, great in fact.
Mary felt a tap on her shoulder; she turned to see a familiar face.
"Hey stranger"
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Wow, I'm really just dragging this out aren't I? I only do it to be unreasonable and cruel.
Not really, I just thought id spread it out, so that I can post something everyday, and you will all be happy.
If you review an awful lot, I might just hold to that chapter a day thing