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Chapter 6

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The Blowout

When finding out that her granddaughter was working under a Lyon, Gwen O'Connelly immediately went to put a stop to it. She had never been so mad at anyone before, not even Sparrow, except for maybe that one time. Glaring at the building even worse then Samantha could, she stormed it. The door slamming into wall caused everyone in the building to turn.

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY GRANDDAUGHTER!?" No one said anything. "WELL?" A quivering man came foreword.

"Who might your granddaughter be?" Gwen eyed him as though dirt. "Do you have any idea who I am?"

"No, ma'am, should I?" Wrong thing to say. Gwen's eyes actually seemed to glow in anger at the man, who very wisely ran away.

"MICHEALA NORA THOMAS, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU IN THIS FESTERING PIT OF IDIOCY!?" Mac quickly came running out of the back office with Earnest not far behind her.

"Gwen what are you doing?" asked Mac nervously. She had never seen Gwen so upset.

"WHAT AM I DOING? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Working?" answered Mac taking a step back from her enraged grandma.

"FOR A LYON!"

"Er...." replied Mac.

"Does Sparrow know about this?" asked Gwen in a quiet powerful whisper.

"Yes." Gwen turned on her heel and marched toward the exit. When she got to the door she turned around and faced Mac.

"You're dead to me, you and your entire family." Gwen walked out of the building the way she entered, slamming the door.

"And I thought my Mother was bad," said Earnest looking at Mac with a newfound respect. She just gave him a small smile before dialing in her Stepmother's number.

"You have incoming," was all she said before hanging up.

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"WHAT HAVE YOU ALLOWED TO HAPPEN?" was the greeting Sparrow received a few hours later.

"My mother getting through the door?"

"Do not get pert with me right now Sparrow. NOW ANSWER ME! What have you allowed to happen," hissed Gwen right in her daughter's face. Sparrow's temper flared into life.

"Unlike you, you delusional old woman, I am not manipulating my children's lives to please me."

"So that's it. You're allowing your daughter to sell herself to the Lyon's to screw me over."

"You have nothing to do with this. She needed a job after the idiot Webcor you hoisted on her and this is a great opportunity for her.

"At least he was respectable!"

"What the hell is so wrong again with the Lyon's?"

"They are a vile, vile family."

"No worse then you."

"HOW DARE YOU COMPARE ME TO A LYON!"

"I DON'T KNOW WHY I HAVEN'T DARED FOR THIS LONG!" Gwen looked taken back. "You have been driving me crazy since my birth. You manipulate and you manipulate so that everything fits this crackpot ideal you have of what is the right way to live. WELL, I REFUSE TO LET YOU DO THAT TO MAC OR ANYONE IN MY FAMILY.

"I DO NO SUCH THING!"

"QUIT LYING TO YOURSELF MOTHER!"

"I AM NOT LYING! YOU'RE AN IDIOT SPARROW, THAT IS SUDDENLY BEING MADE ALL THAT MUCH MORE CLEAR TO ME. THAT IS THE ONLY POSSIBLE EXPLANATION AS TO WHY YOU MADE FRIENDS WITH THAT SAMANTHA WOMAN WHEN YOU WERE 18, EVEN WHEN EVERYONE TOLD YOU HOW VILE THAT FAMILY WAS AND NOW YOUR LETTING HER TAKE AWAY YOUR CHILD! Listen to me Sparrow, you are being blinded by your anger at me and Mac is going to pay the price for it!"

"And what price is that mother? Her soul?"

"Yes and something more important. Her family. I cannot, I will not have anything to do with that family and if that means cutting ties with you and Mac, I will. It'll break my heart but I will and where I lead the clan will follow."

"I wouldn't be quite so sure about that."

"Yes, I can be Sparrow." There was a long pause. "It's times like now I'm glad your father passed all those years ago. He would have been so ashamed of you right now."

"I don't think I'd be the one he would be ashamed of.

"We are done," whispered Gwen walking out the door.

"Good."

The door slammed.

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Later that night, Mac phoned home to see what had happened. After finding out the gist from her father, she asked to speak to Sparrow.

"Well that went well." Sparrow began to laugh until tear were running down her cheeks. Mac continued though on a more serious note. "I'm sorry Sparrow."

"Oh kid, there's nothing for you to be sorry for. My mother and I, as you well know, have never got along."

"But to that extent?"

"You should have seen us when we lived in the same house. The only thing that stopped us from going to blows was my father and Raven."

"I had no idea."

"Haven't you heard the stories from your uncles?"

"I thought they were lying. You guys seemed to generally love the other even if you were bitterly complaining about the other."

"Yah, we called a truce at my Dad's funeral and I also moved out, which helped the situation. But before that things were less then great. At its height, I met Samantha.

"Really?"

"My mother use to complain about the Lyons all the time and so I decided to see for myself what they were complaining about, so I got a job working for Samantha. That was the first time my mother disowned me. It was good times."

"How did you make up?"

"My father died, we called a truce."

"Oh."

"But anyway, enough about the O'Connelly's how's work going?"

"I am slowly beginning to make him crack. This coming "Talk to the Candidates" should bring him around to my way of thinking."

"I have no doubt it will."

"Oh it will and I plan on enjoying it."

End of chapter.

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