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Chapter 7
Of
Bowling: The Sport of the Broken Hearted
That Ginny Thomas
Ginny sat in a tense silence with a bucket of water in the dark closet.
She could hear faintly amid the dresses and blouses, The Duchess of Death, Destruction and Baths singing along with the radio.
The terrible singing became clearer as the double D Duchess danced her horrible dance closer to Ginny in her hiding place.
"Now, I had the time of my lifee!!!!" Poor Ginny began to whimper in pain as now only the thin closet door and one ugly pantsuit number separated her from the horrible singing. Despite the pain though, the valiant little girl got into position. Muttering a prayer, she waited for the doors to open.
They slowly opened a moment later and Ginny struck without hesitation. She swung that heavy bucket like a pro and nailed the Duchess, otherwise known as Finn, right in the chest before dumping the whole contents onto her. Then she did the very brave thing and ran like hell.
"AHHHHHHHH! YOU STUPID BRAT!" screamed Finn as she went pelting after her sister down the stairs into the kitchen. "I'M GOING TO GUT YOU LIKE A FISH AND SELL YOU TO THE MEAT MARKET!" Ginny's reaction to that?
"By the father, the son and the holy ghost I cast you from this place back to hell of which you dwell!" screamed Ginny as she pulled out the cross in her pocket and hurtled it at her sister, nailing her in the head.
"OW!" Finn roared grabbing a wooden spoon and lunging over the kitchen table that separated her from her sister. Ginny frantically began pulling out draws and climbing them in the kitchen cabinet.
"MOMMY! ADDIE! DADDY!" she cried.
"You call for them you little minx and you tell them what you did!" while hollering this Finn got a taste of the water. She made a horrible face. "Did you pee in this water!?" Ginny's sudden increase in frantic climbing was answer enough. Lucky for both girls, who if Finn had got to Ginny would have resulted in a dead Ginny and a murderer Finn, Sparrow came racing into the room. Immediately seeing the situation she hauled her youngest daughter off the cabinet and screamed at Finn to put the wooden spoon down. Reluctantly, Finn did.
"Now, what the heck is going on here?" asked Sparrow as she set Ginny on the floor again.
"MOMMMYYY! YOU HAVE TO PROTECT ME FROM THE DUCHESS OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION AND BATHS! SHE DIDN'T MELT WHEN I THREW WATER ON HER!" cried Ginny grabbing her mother's leg and closing her eyes.
"Not this again."
"Mom, you have to stop her from doing this! She actually peed in the water this time!"
"VIRGINIA THOMAS IS THAT TRUE?"
Suddenly the little girl's eyes sprung open.
"WAIT! YOU SPAWNED HER! AHH!" Ginny yelled springing away from her mother in horror and slamming into the wall. She lay stunned on the floor for a second before jumping back up and continuing to scream out the door.
"I have to start watching that kids sugar intake." Finn merely glowered before slinking away to take another shower. She took the wooden spoon with her.
"On second thought, were is that number for that child psychologist?" muttered Sparrow
People were stupid.
Raven had come to this conclusion long ago.
They were the bane of his existence.
Therefore he tried to cut as many dumb people out of his life and keep as many somewhat intelligent people in it as possible. His father for example had been an intelligent person. All his brothers but one had been and still were. Lark was a good example of an idiot, Oriole another one. He wasn't sure about Sparrow yet, nor that youngest daughter of hers. But Mac he was sure of because from the moment he had been introduced to the girl by Sparrow he had known, he had seen the intelligence in her eyes. Therefore he kept a close eye on her progress through life and often helped her when he could.
When she had become a lawyer, he had been delighted and as soon as she graduated had offered her a spot at his law firm. Though she declined, he hadn't been upset, merely looking foreword to see what she was going to do. He had been delighted when she got into politics. Which made his Mother's sudden exile of her from the O'Connelly clan very vexing. He entirely blamed it on his sister and his mother. It was over the same stupid things as always. Neither could get along and each dragged everyone around them into the fight.
Normally he wouldn't care all that much if Sparrow had been disowned, but this time it directly effected Mac. And because of that he for the first time was taking a side against his mother, who he had wisely, like with anybody who had a lick of sense, (which was why he wondered about Sparrow), knew to be cautious with.
He arrived at his mother's apartment to see Oriole fluttering about her. His mother, he noted, was lapping it up. She was still dressed in her nightgown and her hair was in curlers.
"Oh how they betrayed me! How could the little ingrates dare?"
"Hello Mom." Gwen turned and looked at him oddly.
"What's with that look on your face?" she asked.
"What have you and Sparrow done this time?" His mother's stare sharpened.
"What do you mean?"
"What are you fighting about now?" his tone was defensive and intimating as hell. Unfortunately the intimidation was ineffective on his mother, whom he had learned it from.
"Your sister has turned on us. She's let Mac take a job working under a Lyon." Raven was conflicted. While angry for Mac he was now also mad at Mac. He disliked the Lyon's like any proper O'Connelly, but still Mac probably had a good reason for this betrayal. "Promise me Raven," said Gwen interrupting her son's thoughts, "promise me you will have nothing to do with Sparrow or Mac."
"No," and he calmly left the apartment to his mother's hysterical screaming.
Mac much like her sister in the beginning of this chapter sat sitting and waiting. Though she wasn't in a closet she was in an office about that size. In her hand was a newspaper of which she was reading and laughing at every now and then. The door opened and Earnest, looking both angry and sheepish walked in.
"Alright," he said sitting, "I need your help." Mac merely kept reading her newspaper while sitting in Earnest's chair, forcing Earnest to sit down in the chair normally reserved for guests. After a few seconds and not breaking her gaze from the newspaper, she read out loud,
"Mr. Lyon, though seemingly well intentioned, lacks direction and as is such came off the worst after last nights "Meet the Candidate's." That was the nicest comment you got Earnest."
"Yes, I know."
"So, you have a little problem."
"Please don't make me beg."
"See Earnest if you had been co-operative from the beginning you would know that that's not going to happen."
"I see."
"Clearly you don't."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"It means that you have no idea what you are getting yourself into."
"No I don't."
"That's the best thing you've ever said to me Earnest."
"Will you help me now?" Sparrow folded the paper and eyed Earnest.
"Will you promise to do everything I say?"
"I'll take everything you say under advisement."
"Not good enough."
"Fine."
"Fine what Earnest?"
"Fine, I'll do whatever you say."
"Good."
"Now, we have to chance your name."
"What! Why?"
"Earnest Lyon? It kind a gives the wrong kind of imagery."
"Well, what do you propose?"
"Ernie."
"Never."
"What did we just talk about five seconds ago?"
"No name change. I will agree to everything else."
"Well how can I trust you? You just broke your word Ernie!"
"I need to phone my mother."
Atticus, like usual, went to pick up his little sister after school. He found her sitting away from the other kids drawing on a math worksheet.
"Hey, Queen of the Cards!" Ginny looked up smiling. Quickly throwing her worksheet and pencil into her back, she tore away from the step and jumped into Atticus's waiting arms.
"Hey stinky." Addie smiled at her and set her down.
"So, what happened at school today?" asked Atticus taking Ginny's hand.
"Nothing worth remembering."
"How unfortunate."
"I guess."
"Listen, Ginny, I need to talk to you about something."
"What about?" asked Ginny looking down at her feet trying to miss cracks in the sidewalk.
"You really need to quit trying to exorcism Finn. She may kill you soon."
"All the more reason to keep it up!" Atticus was about to explain that no in fact that wasn't a reason to keep it up and that Finn wasn't the spawn of Satan come to lure everyone to hell when he ran into someone he would have rather not.
"Hi, Tonya."
"Hi Atticus."
"Who's this?"
"This is my little sister," he said while discretely trying to shove Ginny behind him for everyone's protections.
"Oh she's adorable!" Ginny looked up at Tonya as though she was crazy.
"Ah-ha," said Atticus about this dangerous conversation topic. Ginny didn't take being insulted very well.
"So, anybody been stocking you lately?" asked Ginny innocently. Atticus glared at his sister.
"Er, not that I know about."
"Oh, good!" said Ginny to Tonya and then loudly whispered to Atticus, "see Addie you don't have any competition! Ask her out now!" Atticus's face turned as red as Rudolph's nose. Tonya merely laughed and winked at Atticus before beginning to walk away.
"See you around Addie and sorry about the text booking beating thing."
"Yah, sorry about that whole stocking thing!"
"You know you should have just asked me Atticus. Who knows what I would have said!" She waved and turned a corner.
"Well that was strange."
"I'd say, who would wear bowling shoes outside of a bowling alley?" Atticus looked at his sister and smiled.
"Come on I have to talk to Finn."
"Why do you have to talk to the double D Duchess?"
"You know you really have to quit calling her that in public. It gives people the wrong idea."
"What do you mean?"
"Ask Mom."
End of chapter.
Thanks to my two reviewers, stargirlie and S!