Cheap Condolences
I woke up the next morning bright and early. I'd always been a pretty early riser while my
brother Oje, tended to want to sleep until noon. How he ended up married with children is
beyond me. Because it was too late by the time most of the explanations were through, it
was decided that we should probably just spend the night at the cabin and head back to
OVW in the morning (though me and Danny both agreed before we went to bed that
there were still some secrets that were being kept from us).
I decided I needed some fresh air having still not processed everything I learned
yesterday. I mean, yesterday I'm a girl who grew up without a father and this morning I'm
waking up to see my dad make breakfast. It's all a bit surreal to me. Like something out
of those soap operas my Mom loves to watch or something. Although it was nice to go to
sleep for the first time in 19 years and know that Dad was close by.
I glanced across the clearing from the porch to see Agent Erichson standing by one of the
pillars appearing to be waiting for something or somebody to show up. Maybe it was
somebody else Dad and the others were keeping from Chavo D'Lo, Danny, and me.
More probably his relief. I mean the guy can't be watching Shane, Marissa and Me and
Danny's dads all the time right? I almost feel sorry if it is the relief coming in. He or she
has no clue what she's about to walk into.
I'd taken a brief jog through some of the woods surrounding the cabin, feeling the need to
get some excursion in. As I made my way back to the cabin I saw an old Porsche barrel to
a stop in front of the cabin next to the SUV that we tailed to the cabin containing Eddy
and Shane yesterday. Boy, I sure got more than I bargained for by agreeing to come along
on this trip didn't I?
As I looked, I saw a blonde woman who looked to be in her late forties step out of the
car. Talk about plastic surgery city. The woman looked like she'd done everything she
could to keep her so - called youth. Forgive me I'm not being catty but I'm being honest.
She bounced up the steps and actually kissed Agent Erichson full on the lips. I'd noticed a
ring on his left finger last night but I hadn't actually considered that he'd actually told his
wife about this.
As I got closer to the cabin, I started to take note of the woman's appearance. She had
blonde hair with whispers of silver around the front. As she turned around I ducked
behind the SUV, and got a sudden jolt of recognition.
I'd seen this woman in countless times throughout my life to know that face from
anywhere. In fact, I'd been once asked to be a flower girl at her wedding. The facial
features were the same as were the dark eyes. Her hair was up so I didn't know if it'd
changed other than the gray. Yeah this was the same woman my Uncle Bret considered a
close family friend.
THAT BITCH!!! I thought as I lost all sense of control as anger and betrayal took over
my senses as I charged towards the porch and the woman who'd looked my family square
in the face and lied to them for at least 19 years. I landed a spear as my trainer Adam
taught me to and brought the woman down. She seemed quite surprised to be attacked.
Okay she probably was, considering she wasn't expecting anybody but who she knew to
be there.
I started punching as beating her up as Charlene "Jazz" Moore had taught me to do and
got a couple of really good hits in as I think I may have broken her pretty little nose.
Agent Erichson pulled me off her. "Don't you EVER touch my wife again or I'll have you
in jail so fast it'll make your head spin!"
"Your wife?" I asked incredulously. "How about family traitor?"
Agent Erichson's wife was still stunned from the spear and punches I threw to react so I
pressed on: "You looked Uncle Bret right in the eye at Dad's 'funeral' and you offered
your cheap condolences. CONDOLENCES! "
"Tell me something AUNT Tammy. Did you get a sick pleasure out of seeing Uncle
Bret's pain? Out of seeing my Mom cry her heart and soul out over losing her husband all
the while you knew, YOU KNEW Daddy was alive."
The woman I'd known all my life as Tammy Lynn Sytch looked to still be in shock but
recognition was also starting to come into her eyes. "Athena?" she strangled out.
I snorted. "Well, you got something right for once. Too bad you didn't have the decency
to do it earlier. Might've saved Uncle Bret a stroke and not cost me my grandparents!"
"Athena!" Dad called whether hearing what I was shouting, wondering what was going
on out front I don't know. But he came up to the door with a concerned look on his face.
I spit at Tammy and then took off towards the room I'd stayed in last night before
anybody could see me break down into tears of anger and betrayal.
I woke up the next morning bright and early. I'd always been a pretty early riser while my
brother Oje, tended to want to sleep until noon. How he ended up married with children is
beyond me. Because it was too late by the time most of the explanations were through, it
was decided that we should probably just spend the night at the cabin and head back to
OVW in the morning (though me and Danny both agreed before we went to bed that
there were still some secrets that were being kept from us).
I decided I needed some fresh air having still not processed everything I learned
yesterday. I mean, yesterday I'm a girl who grew up without a father and this morning I'm
waking up to see my dad make breakfast. It's all a bit surreal to me. Like something out
of those soap operas my Mom loves to watch or something. Although it was nice to go to
sleep for the first time in 19 years and know that Dad was close by.
I glanced across the clearing from the porch to see Agent Erichson standing by one of the
pillars appearing to be waiting for something or somebody to show up. Maybe it was
somebody else Dad and the others were keeping from Chavo D'Lo, Danny, and me.
More probably his relief. I mean the guy can't be watching Shane, Marissa and Me and
Danny's dads all the time right? I almost feel sorry if it is the relief coming in. He or she
has no clue what she's about to walk into.
I'd taken a brief jog through some of the woods surrounding the cabin, feeling the need to
get some excursion in. As I made my way back to the cabin I saw an old Porsche barrel to
a stop in front of the cabin next to the SUV that we tailed to the cabin containing Eddy
and Shane yesterday. Boy, I sure got more than I bargained for by agreeing to come along
on this trip didn't I?
As I looked, I saw a blonde woman who looked to be in her late forties step out of the
car. Talk about plastic surgery city. The woman looked like she'd done everything she
could to keep her so - called youth. Forgive me I'm not being catty but I'm being honest.
She bounced up the steps and actually kissed Agent Erichson full on the lips. I'd noticed a
ring on his left finger last night but I hadn't actually considered that he'd actually told his
wife about this.
As I got closer to the cabin, I started to take note of the woman's appearance. She had
blonde hair with whispers of silver around the front. As she turned around I ducked
behind the SUV, and got a sudden jolt of recognition.
I'd seen this woman in countless times throughout my life to know that face from
anywhere. In fact, I'd been once asked to be a flower girl at her wedding. The facial
features were the same as were the dark eyes. Her hair was up so I didn't know if it'd
changed other than the gray. Yeah this was the same woman my Uncle Bret considered a
close family friend.
THAT BITCH!!! I thought as I lost all sense of control as anger and betrayal took over
my senses as I charged towards the porch and the woman who'd looked my family square
in the face and lied to them for at least 19 years. I landed a spear as my trainer Adam
taught me to and brought the woman down. She seemed quite surprised to be attacked.
Okay she probably was, considering she wasn't expecting anybody but who she knew to
be there.
I started punching as beating her up as Charlene "Jazz" Moore had taught me to do and
got a couple of really good hits in as I think I may have broken her pretty little nose.
Agent Erichson pulled me off her. "Don't you EVER touch my wife again or I'll have you
in jail so fast it'll make your head spin!"
"Your wife?" I asked incredulously. "How about family traitor?"
Agent Erichson's wife was still stunned from the spear and punches I threw to react so I
pressed on: "You looked Uncle Bret right in the eye at Dad's 'funeral' and you offered
your cheap condolences. CONDOLENCES! "
"Tell me something AUNT Tammy. Did you get a sick pleasure out of seeing Uncle
Bret's pain? Out of seeing my Mom cry her heart and soul out over losing her husband all
the while you knew, YOU KNEW Daddy was alive."
The woman I'd known all my life as Tammy Lynn Sytch looked to still be in shock but
recognition was also starting to come into her eyes. "Athena?" she strangled out.
I snorted. "Well, you got something right for once. Too bad you didn't have the decency
to do it earlier. Might've saved Uncle Bret a stroke and not cost me my grandparents!"
"Athena!" Dad called whether hearing what I was shouting, wondering what was going
on out front I don't know. But he came up to the door with a concerned look on his face.
I spit at Tammy and then took off towards the room I'd stayed in last night before
anybody could see me break down into tears of anger and betrayal.