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Caleb stood in the kitchen of his house that resembled a castle. The house had seven unoccupied bedrooms, six bathrooms, three living rooms, a ballroom, an oversized dining room and three offices. Caleb walked from the kitchen into the connecting dining room, staring at the detailed oak walls. This house truly was his masterpiece. Fit for a king, or in this case, a queen. Julie entered the room smiling.
"Hello honey," Julie's ice queen eyes staring at the fire king's lips. "So," Julie said softly as she drew closer to her husband. "How's work?" Caleb took a deep breath.
"Fine, work's fine." Knowing full well of his boldfaced lie. "It couldn't be going better."
"Well in that case...maybe you could take the afternoon off and we could go to bed early," Julie said, whispering in Caleb's ear.
Caleb softly pushed Julie away. "I'm sorry I can't. I have too much work to do."
Julie face turned from a smile to her ice queen look. "But you said everything was fine."
"I know what I said sweetie," Adding the sweetie in attempt to warm the queens heart. "But, I'll try to get off early and come home."
"That's all I ask." Julie smiled and exited the dining room. Caleb looked around at his perfect house, and his perfect life and the devil prayed to God that he could keep it.
Seth walked down the pier. He had a lot of things to do. Get a hotel room, shower, get dressed, and go eat, call his parents and then call Summer...
"The house is so empty. I lost both my boys in the same day," Kirsten sighed, half teary eyed. "I miss them so much, Sandy."
Sandy and Kirsten sat across from each other at their oversized table for six. Staring at each other trying, their hardest to make conversation.
"Well Seth should be calling us tomorrow," Sandy mentioned reassuringly.
"I know Sandy, but it's not the same. At least I got to say goodbye to Ryan. I miss them."
Sandy stood up from his takeout food and walked over to his gorgeous wife. He smiled and offered a hand to help her up.
"I'm sick of take out, let's use all these expensive kitchen appliances we had to have and make ourselves a real homemade meal."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Kirsten said as she grabbed Sandy's soft hand. "Someone has been using my Satin Silk Lotion."
Sandy smiled, "Well I like my hands to be soft for when I need to help my wife up." Sandy pulled her up and they both walked over to the counter and began to attempt to cook.
Ryan walked into the small kitchen at Theresa's mother's house and sat a down at one of the four wood chairs around a white round table. Theresa's mother smiled as Ryan entered.
"So I got you a job interview at the restaurant I work at, if you're interested." Theresa's mother had taken the news well at first, but Ryan and Theresa's mother's rooms were only split by a paper-thin wall and Ryan had heard her crying in the night. Of course he would never mention ever hearing anything. Theresa had coaxed Ryan into telling her that he and Theresa were going to get married after the baby was born. Of course he never meant it and Theresa knew that.
"Yes, I would love to work at the restaurant," Ryan said as Theresa's mom laid a meatloaf in the center of the table. The food was so different here. Not better or worse, just different, maybe it was just the company around the table. Theresa walked in and sat on another chair. Then Theresa's mother sat down.
"Ryan would you like to say grace?" Theresa's mom said looking at Ryan.
Ryan appeared shocked and had obviously shown it because Theresa quickly offered to do so.
"Dear Lord, please bless this foo..." The words trailed off as Ryan's mind began to drift back to the Cohen's dining room. He could see their smiling faces as they talked and ate. Takeout on the table, and interesting conversation spewing from Seth's mouth, everyone happy. No worries, except for the next day's homework or which party they would crash next, which PlayStation2 game to put in. "Amen."
Theresa and her mother began to dish out the food and in his head Ryan prayed that somehow he could be back there, back with his family.
After dinner Ryan helped clean up and then walked over to the phone and dialed the Cohen's number...
"Mom I'm sorry I can't go to the mall with you and Caitlin," Marissa said as she came down one of the two staircases.
"Oh, why not?" Julie groaned.
"I just don't feel like going out today."
"Marissa, it just won't be fun without you," Julie said in an annoyed voice.
"Please mom?" Marissa pleaded as she walked over to her mother and gave her a hug.
"Well," Julie said, "Caleb mentioned he is having a very important business client over and he could not be disturbed. But as long as you don't bother them."
"I won't mom."
Julie said good-bye and she and Caitlin walked out the front door and into a white limo.
Marissa smiled as she went up stairs to get her cell phone. She went to her room and looking on her desk didn't see it. She had purposely not gone shopping so that she could have a private conversation with Ryan, with no interruptions. Marissa spent the next hour looking all over the house for her lost cell phone; She had checked every room except one, Caleb's office. As she entered the dark room she heard the doorbell ring, probably Caleb's client. She better be quick. As she looked she heard voices draw closer.
"Lets go in my office and we can talk." Marissa heard Caleb say as he went dangerously close to the door of his office.
Without thinking Marissa darted for the closet, she climbed in and closed it just in time to hear Caleb open his office door.
"Are you sure its okay to talk here, what if your wife or her daughters overhear?"
"They've gone out shopping for the day," Caleb said, reassuring the client. "So what's the scoop on my business?"
"Well," the man's face showed no expression, "Basically soon we will be bankrupt and will both be poor and in jail."
Marissa gasped as she heard the words.
"What was that?" Caleb grunted standing up from his chair.
"I don't know, I think it came from the closet," the man whispered.
Marissa could feel her face turn red with fear as she heard Caleb's footsteps head towards the small closet. Caleb reached down for the handle. He turned and opened the door...
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