I told you I'd be updating soon! I thought of this next part in church
today. I know my last chapter wasn't all too exciting, but hey you gotta
get through all the boring stuff first!! So here's the next little chapter
for ya!!!
Oh by the way here's a mistake from last chapter (thanks to my lovely reviewer Jack-Sparrow-Lover). The name of the story is called "Secret Window", not "Secret Window, Secret Garden". There I go getting things mixed up with the book again!
Here we go!
(...the truth...)
**
"What?" Lydia whispered to herself as she flipped from page to page and then back to the cover. She had a concerned look upon her face. At that moment she heard Mort coming out of the bathroom of the master bedroom. Lydia hurried to hide herself in her bedroom.
"This isn't good," Mort was saying over and over to himself. "This man is crazy..." He began reading through the manuscript again seeing the resemblance between the two stories.
It was at that moment Lydia decided to come out. "Hey Dad," she approached him cautiously; "Um...do you have anything to eat around here. I'm kinda hungry since I haven't eaten since this morning."
Mort jumped when he heard her. "Oh. Um...yeah down in the cupboard. There isn't much so I'll have to go into town later and pick some more up," He said with a nervous look in his eye.
Mort lived near the small town of Tashmore Lake. It wasn't a fabulous place to live, but it was decent enough. There were a few shops and gas stations in town along with the post office and police department. It was defiantly a change from the nice neighborhood Mort used to live in with Amy and Lydia.
Lydia thanked him and went downstairs to find whatever food may be in the house. She stopped to pat Chico on the head before she left. "Good dog," she cooed and then went into the kitchen. She opened the old fridge. Inside, there was a jug of expired milk and about 10 cans of Mountain Dew. "Wonderful," She said while closing the door and opening the cupboard next to it. "Even better! An old bag of Doritos!" she exclaimed with false excitement. She chose a Mountain Dew. It was better than eating stale chips.
She opened the can and walked into the living room as Mort came downstairs. "I'm going out for a walk to see if I can clear my head. I haven't had any good story ideas lately. A walk might help." He said, and then put on an old sweater. "Be back in 30."
Lydia nodded. "Yeah I'll just be here...doing nothing," she said looking down at her feet.
Mort felt bad. "You can come if you'd like," he offered, but Lydia declined. "Why are you upset with me?" he asked with a concerned look.
"I'm not...mad," Lydia said turning around.
"Well you certainly seem like it. Will you just tell me?" He seemed interested.
"Look," Lydia said turning back around, "I'm a bit mad that you cheated on Mom. That's it ok? You can't really blame me can you? How would you feel?" She felt anger building up inside of her but she ignored it.
Mort looked stunned for a moment. "Who...told you that?" He asked.
"No one. I just always assumed it since you had been acting pretty weird before you and Mom got a divorce," Lydia replied.
"You think I cheated on your mom?" Mort asked. He was starting to feel angry that she accused him of cheating on Amy.
"Yeah...Did you think I would never find out? Why are you so mad?" Lydia asked.
Mort ran his fingers through his hair. "Because your Mom cheated on ME," he said, his voice raised a little.
Lydia gave him a stunned look, as if she had been slapped in the face. "W- what? Are y-you serious?" she asked trying to fight back tears. She had always envisioned her mother as a woman who could do no wrong. She looked up to her mother and wanted to be like her. Well...at least she DID.
"I'm sorry you never got the truth until now. Things were hectic before the split and I never..." He trailed off.
Lydia slumped down into a chair. She didn't dare look at him because if she did, she knew she wouldn't be able to hold back tears. "All this time," she thought "I never knew." She wanted to run over and hug Mort but she felt like she couldn't move.
"Are you ok?" asked Mort as he put a hand on he shoulder.
Lydia looked up, "Yeah...you can go for your walk now."
**
Yes she finally discovered the truth behind the break-up but she still doesn't know what's up with the manuscript. Up next: Shooter pulls one of his first threats on Mort...What will Lydia do? Review if you want more!!! ( Here are my replies to my reviewers so far...
Jack-Sparrow-Lover-Thanks for the catch! I'm reading the book too so I tend to mix up which is which!!
Dawnie-7- I'm glad you like it! I'll be updating as often as I can!!
Oh by the way here's a mistake from last chapter (thanks to my lovely reviewer Jack-Sparrow-Lover). The name of the story is called "Secret Window", not "Secret Window, Secret Garden". There I go getting things mixed up with the book again!
Here we go!
(...the truth...)
**
"What?" Lydia whispered to herself as she flipped from page to page and then back to the cover. She had a concerned look upon her face. At that moment she heard Mort coming out of the bathroom of the master bedroom. Lydia hurried to hide herself in her bedroom.
"This isn't good," Mort was saying over and over to himself. "This man is crazy..." He began reading through the manuscript again seeing the resemblance between the two stories.
It was at that moment Lydia decided to come out. "Hey Dad," she approached him cautiously; "Um...do you have anything to eat around here. I'm kinda hungry since I haven't eaten since this morning."
Mort jumped when he heard her. "Oh. Um...yeah down in the cupboard. There isn't much so I'll have to go into town later and pick some more up," He said with a nervous look in his eye.
Mort lived near the small town of Tashmore Lake. It wasn't a fabulous place to live, but it was decent enough. There were a few shops and gas stations in town along with the post office and police department. It was defiantly a change from the nice neighborhood Mort used to live in with Amy and Lydia.
Lydia thanked him and went downstairs to find whatever food may be in the house. She stopped to pat Chico on the head before she left. "Good dog," she cooed and then went into the kitchen. She opened the old fridge. Inside, there was a jug of expired milk and about 10 cans of Mountain Dew. "Wonderful," She said while closing the door and opening the cupboard next to it. "Even better! An old bag of Doritos!" she exclaimed with false excitement. She chose a Mountain Dew. It was better than eating stale chips.
She opened the can and walked into the living room as Mort came downstairs. "I'm going out for a walk to see if I can clear my head. I haven't had any good story ideas lately. A walk might help." He said, and then put on an old sweater. "Be back in 30."
Lydia nodded. "Yeah I'll just be here...doing nothing," she said looking down at her feet.
Mort felt bad. "You can come if you'd like," he offered, but Lydia declined. "Why are you upset with me?" he asked with a concerned look.
"I'm not...mad," Lydia said turning around.
"Well you certainly seem like it. Will you just tell me?" He seemed interested.
"Look," Lydia said turning back around, "I'm a bit mad that you cheated on Mom. That's it ok? You can't really blame me can you? How would you feel?" She felt anger building up inside of her but she ignored it.
Mort looked stunned for a moment. "Who...told you that?" He asked.
"No one. I just always assumed it since you had been acting pretty weird before you and Mom got a divorce," Lydia replied.
"You think I cheated on your mom?" Mort asked. He was starting to feel angry that she accused him of cheating on Amy.
"Yeah...Did you think I would never find out? Why are you so mad?" Lydia asked.
Mort ran his fingers through his hair. "Because your Mom cheated on ME," he said, his voice raised a little.
Lydia gave him a stunned look, as if she had been slapped in the face. "W- what? Are y-you serious?" she asked trying to fight back tears. She had always envisioned her mother as a woman who could do no wrong. She looked up to her mother and wanted to be like her. Well...at least she DID.
"I'm sorry you never got the truth until now. Things were hectic before the split and I never..." He trailed off.
Lydia slumped down into a chair. She didn't dare look at him because if she did, she knew she wouldn't be able to hold back tears. "All this time," she thought "I never knew." She wanted to run over and hug Mort but she felt like she couldn't move.
"Are you ok?" asked Mort as he put a hand on he shoulder.
Lydia looked up, "Yeah...you can go for your walk now."
**
Yes she finally discovered the truth behind the break-up but she still doesn't know what's up with the manuscript. Up next: Shooter pulls one of his first threats on Mort...What will Lydia do? Review if you want more!!! ( Here are my replies to my reviewers so far...
Jack-Sparrow-Lover-Thanks for the catch! I'm reading the book too so I tend to mix up which is which!!
Dawnie-7- I'm glad you like it! I'll be updating as often as I can!!