A frustrated Dylan pulled out his cell phone. He had tried for two days to
get ahold of Fox with no success. It was beginning to look as he had
fallen off the face of the earth. This whole situation with Teresa had
rocked him harder than he would have ever imagined.
The phone rang four times and Dylan was ready to hang it up when he heard someone pick up on the other end. "Hello."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I must have dialed the wrong number." Dylan said.
"This isn't actually my phone. May I ask who you were calling for?" The woman on the other end of the line said.
"I'm looking for my friend, Fox."
"Fox Crane?" She asked.
"Yeah. Who the hell are you?"
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She had decided it was time to get rid of everything that reminded of her of Ethan Winthrop. It was time to truly move on and put him in her past where he deserved to be. For good this time. Teresa had been cleaning most of the morning trying to rid her house of all the bad memories. She reached up for some boxes in the top of her closet and a small shoe box fell out.
She ducked down so it wouldn't hit her on the head. The shoe box fell to the floor and the photos inside sprilled out onto the floor. She reached down to pick them up. She gathered them all together and sit down on the edge of her bed to get a better look at them. The scoured over the pictures most of which seemed to be of her and her brothers growing up. There were some pictures of her and Whitney together. She smiled at how they looked so young.
Teresa then came across a picture of her and Ethan. She couldn't have been more than 10 in the picture, but even then their was dreamy look in her eyes. She studied the picture even more and noticed a figure standing in the background. She reached over and turned on the bedside lamp. It was Fox. Standing in the background.
She continued to look at the pictures and noticed they all seemed to have one thing in common. Fox was always standing in the background. Always in the shadows. Never good enough to be up front. Tears came to Teresa's eyes as she thought about Fox. It seemed that he was always the one left behind. Always the one left out. His family had never treated him fairly. In return he acted out trying to get their attention and in return he had gotten himself a reputation. A reputation he didn't deserve.
She would do anything to go back in time and change things, but she couldn't. All she could do now was try to make a better future for Fox. That was if he ever came back home.
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"Excuse me?" The young woman asked shocked.
"You heard me. I said, who the hell are you?" Dylan said angrily.
"Maybe I should ask you the same thing. For all I know you could be some psycho trying to track down my brother."
"You're brother?"
"Yeah, Fox Crane. I'm his baby sister, Kat."
"Oh, well, I guess that explains a lot."
"Not really, I still don't know who the flip you are."
"Name's Dylan. Fox and I are friends from way back." He explained.
"Oh, I've heard about you. You're the one who always got in trouble with Fox, weren't you?"
"That's me."
"You sound as if you're proud of the fact."
"Why not? Us two had to get attention somehow. I'm sure you know the feeling seeing as you his sister. From what I heard you didn't get treated much different from Fox."
"You can say that again. Dear Mother was always stuck up Ethan's ass and Father was pre-occupied his women and booze. Never left much time for the rest of us." She cleared her throat, "Anyways, I take it you were wanting to talk to Fox?"
"Yeah, is he around?"
"Unfortunately, no. Said he had some business to take care of. Told me he'd be back in about an hour. Want me to tell him you called?"
"Yeah, tell him it's about Teresa."
"Oh, I see. How did the wedding go?"
"It didn't." Dylan said.
"You mean Ethan got jilted at the alter again?" Kat said in surprise.
"You'd better believe it. And from a very close source I'm told it was a real bang up job. Ethan being the one that got banged up."
"Damn it. I always miss out on the good stuff." She whined.
The phone rang four times and Dylan was ready to hang it up when he heard someone pick up on the other end. "Hello."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I must have dialed the wrong number." Dylan said.
"This isn't actually my phone. May I ask who you were calling for?" The woman on the other end of the line said.
"I'm looking for my friend, Fox."
"Fox Crane?" She asked.
"Yeah. Who the hell are you?"
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She had decided it was time to get rid of everything that reminded of her of Ethan Winthrop. It was time to truly move on and put him in her past where he deserved to be. For good this time. Teresa had been cleaning most of the morning trying to rid her house of all the bad memories. She reached up for some boxes in the top of her closet and a small shoe box fell out.
She ducked down so it wouldn't hit her on the head. The shoe box fell to the floor and the photos inside sprilled out onto the floor. She reached down to pick them up. She gathered them all together and sit down on the edge of her bed to get a better look at them. The scoured over the pictures most of which seemed to be of her and her brothers growing up. There were some pictures of her and Whitney together. She smiled at how they looked so young.
Teresa then came across a picture of her and Ethan. She couldn't have been more than 10 in the picture, but even then their was dreamy look in her eyes. She studied the picture even more and noticed a figure standing in the background. She reached over and turned on the bedside lamp. It was Fox. Standing in the background.
She continued to look at the pictures and noticed they all seemed to have one thing in common. Fox was always standing in the background. Always in the shadows. Never good enough to be up front. Tears came to Teresa's eyes as she thought about Fox. It seemed that he was always the one left behind. Always the one left out. His family had never treated him fairly. In return he acted out trying to get their attention and in return he had gotten himself a reputation. A reputation he didn't deserve.
She would do anything to go back in time and change things, but she couldn't. All she could do now was try to make a better future for Fox. That was if he ever came back home.
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"Excuse me?" The young woman asked shocked.
"You heard me. I said, who the hell are you?" Dylan said angrily.
"Maybe I should ask you the same thing. For all I know you could be some psycho trying to track down my brother."
"You're brother?"
"Yeah, Fox Crane. I'm his baby sister, Kat."
"Oh, well, I guess that explains a lot."
"Not really, I still don't know who the flip you are."
"Name's Dylan. Fox and I are friends from way back." He explained.
"Oh, I've heard about you. You're the one who always got in trouble with Fox, weren't you?"
"That's me."
"You sound as if you're proud of the fact."
"Why not? Us two had to get attention somehow. I'm sure you know the feeling seeing as you his sister. From what I heard you didn't get treated much different from Fox."
"You can say that again. Dear Mother was always stuck up Ethan's ass and Father was pre-occupied his women and booze. Never left much time for the rest of us." She cleared her throat, "Anyways, I take it you were wanting to talk to Fox?"
"Yeah, is he around?"
"Unfortunately, no. Said he had some business to take care of. Told me he'd be back in about an hour. Want me to tell him you called?"
"Yeah, tell him it's about Teresa."
"Oh, I see. How did the wedding go?"
"It didn't." Dylan said.
"You mean Ethan got jilted at the alter again?" Kat said in surprise.
"You'd better believe it. And from a very close source I'm told it was a real bang up job. Ethan being the one that got banged up."
"Damn it. I always miss out on the good stuff." She whined.