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TOM PUSHED her blonde hair from her eyes. She pulled the
covers off her bed and slid under. The bed was large,
and enough room for more than just her. She then thought
Geary, and what he was doing. He had not yet
entered the room.
to bed... Kassie thought willingly.
wanted to be with her
"hopefully-soon-to-be-husband." On the other
hand, she was tired and wanted to get to sleep as
soon as possible. She did need to be at work first thing
the next morning. After waiting a few minutes longer,
she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Within the minute, the sound of the phone tore through her sleep like a tiger to a weak antelope. She reached over to the phone and answered it.
"Hello?" Kassie was gentle, but obviously annoyed.
"Kass?" The other voice was timid. "Is that you?"
Kassie's eyes widened. "Mom? It's been so long. What is it?"
heard her mother's voice come back on after a long pause.
"Kassie, I have some bad news. I don't
know exactly how to say this, but..."
What is it?" Kassie demanded, her voice quivering.
paused, and then started again.
"He's dead, Kass."
JAKE OPENED THE DOOR and looked out across the street. He spied on Gillian Evans. He always loved looking at her - looking at her red hair. Sure, everyone nowadays could have red hair, but hers was natural. A deep fire inside that expressed itself by grabbing the eye and never letting go.
She was beautiful and mysterious.
She had all the right curves. And he knew
he wanted her.
then there was Kassie.
Kassie very much. He was even living with her. Jake
treasured every moment he spent with Kassie. She was the
reason he got up in the morning.
there was something wild and exciting about Gillian.
Something that Kassie didn't have.
The phone rang inside...
PIKE WAS much too young for her mother.
His heritage was a mix of Italian from his mother's
side; his father's side injected him with an American
look and - consequently - an awkward last name to go
with his first.
His heritage was a mix of Italian from his mother's side; his father's side injected him with an American look and - consequently - an awkward last name to go with his first.
stood quietly as her mother's new boyfriend was
presented to her. She could hardly believe the
She froze in her tracks and seethed quietly.
She froze in her tracks and seethed quietly.
Gillian began, very unamused. "You're, like, what?
Half my mother's age?" Gillian looked at her
mother, Addy, straight in the eyes. "Do I have a
new brother that you and dad didn't tell me about?
That's right, isn't it?"
narrowed her eyes. "That doesn't matter..."
sure does matter," Gillian blurted out. "As
long as you're living under my roof, I can have a say in
things. And have your forgotten dad? You know, brown
hair, brown eyes. Medium build. Ring a bell?"
can..." Addy was cut off my Giovanni.
see I've come at a bad time," he began, wanting to
leave. "I'll leave and come by later."
"How about when you're legally allowed to drink?" Gillian gave her mother another glare. She had mastered the "bitch-look" within the her 25 years on this planet - and used it.
Gillian scowled at her mother. "You've probably forgotten about dad already. You probably never even cared about him. You're nothing but a whore."
Addy remained shocked, and
Giovanni looked like
he wanted to be somewhere else. Fast.
Natural Exposure --
A NAUGHTY GIRL, AND I KNOW WHAT YOU DID!’
The note stared up at
Torres like a neon sign, and
it felt like anyone could read it. She couldn't stand
"No..." she muttered.
Tess looked up at her with worried eyes. She was
a kind person, and Iris counted on her to keep a confidence. "Is everything all right?"
Iris turned to her and forced a smile.
Tess nodded, oblivious of the real situation.
looked at the note, then turned quickly to the timid
secretary. "Tess. Did you, by
any chance, happen to see the man who dropped off the
Tess shook her head. "No. I just
found it fallen behind my computer, so
it could have been here since the beginning of the day."
Worried: "Was it important?"
Iris shook her head. She left the front area and
quickly made her way back to her desk. She passed through the
winding maze of cubicles and back to her desk.
"Who was it?"
King's voice came booming
from the neighboring cubicle.
"Nobody," Iris lied. "Just a
message from... my father. My father called me."
Adam silenced. "Iris, you told me your
father was dead."
Presence Beach --
"WOAH!" MATEO CONSUELOS CRIED OUT as he was swept out to sea -- along with the woman he had tried to help. It was in the evening, and the water was dark. He looked at the water and felt as if anything - and everything - could could come jumping out at him.
The sea swept around him as he was pulled out. He could no longer see the woman he had before, and he feared the worse.
"Hey!" he cried out to the sea, finally
gaining control. "Where are you?"
He remembered that she hadn't been breathing when
he first found her, and this probably wasn't going to do
any good. He dove underwater. He tried to look around,
but the salty water irritated his eyes. He popped back
up for air and looked around.
Mateo felt a tug at his leg, which began to pull him under.
STRUGGLED against the grip on his foot. It
was a strong current pushing his legs backward to the
sea. He had heard stories about how struggling was
useless. He hoped he’d be an exception.
Mateo pushed himself to the surface, and laid
down on his back on the surface of the water. He hoped
that the current wouldn't be able to catch him, and
began to swim back to shore. He jotted his head
frantically in every direction.
you hear me?" he called out desperately.
"Are you all right?"
Mateo shook his head in frustration and headed
back to shore. As soon as he pushed his hand forward, he
hit something. If felt like a person!
He swung his head around...
ADAM QUESTIONED. "Your
father is dead, isn't he?"
Iris' mind raced, but she responded. "Yes,
it was my father. Father McMurdy, from St. Peters Catholic
Church. He was wondering if I'd bring some of my famous
butter-nut cookies to the bake sale next weekend."
Adam was confused. "At this hour?"
"It was an old
note from earlier today."
Adam nodded. "Well, Iris. I got to go right
now. I'll be sure to stop by next weekend to buy these
cookies you're talking about."
weakly and nodded. "See ya."
Adam left, and Iris slumped back into her chair.
She realized that she didn't want to work anymore. It
was definitely time to go home. She finished up a few
reports, and then left for the evening.
In the parking lot, Iris slipped the key into her
car door. A beeping sound was heard, and door opened.
She entered the car, turned on the ignition and started
A man (hidden in shadows)
stepped out from behind a
pillar in the parking lot. He watched Iris' car go off
in the distance while holding a knife in his hand.
"WHAT DID YOU
CALL ME?" ADDY DEMANDED her daughter.
Gillian immediately turned her head away.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."
"I think you meant every word of it!"
Giovanni stepped in. "I am feeling a tad
uncomfortable. I'm going to leave." To Addy:
"I'll call you later."
Addy smiled back to him as he exited, then right
back to her daughter. "Gillian," she began.
"I don't know what you think I am, but that isn't
one of them."
Gillian's face turned red. "I... What about
my father? Doesn't he still matter? What ever happened
Addy's eyes widened. "Your father?"
"Yes," Gillian confirmed.
"He's been dead for
Addy bursted out. "I think that I can date whomever I
your age," Gillian retorted.
"Not the pool boy next door."
Addy stepped forward, her finger in Gillian's
face. "You... I know why this is bothering you. I
know very well."
Gillian pushed her mother's finger from her face.
"Yeah? Well, if you think that you dating men in
general bothers me, you're incorrect. As long as they're
your age, I'm fine."
shook her head and replaced her finger.
"No. That's not it. You can't stand seeing me in
love. You hate every minute of day that I'm happy. It's
some sickness you've developed. Jealous of your own
Gillian shook her head, slightly unsure.
"No. I'm not jealous." She walked to the
hall, pointing to the door. "I just don't want you
to stop off at the high school of your way home from the
Addy placed her hand on her forehead. "I
know very well what you're thinking."
"I doubt it."
"This is what is the matter, Gilly."
Addy walked up to her daughter, almost amused.
"This is why you can't get married."
Gillian's mouth opened
wide, confused. "What...?"
"You see me with
guys you could never have. You're so caught up in
jealousy. Get out a little. Like me." Addy shook
her head. "You can't stand
the fact that you're never going to get married. God forbid a man ever love
someone as petty and envious as you."
KASSIE SAID, DUMBFOUNDED.
"How... what -- where?"
Darla could be heard on the other end, sobbing
slightly. "I just got the news. It was a plane
crash in Switzerland. They said that there was a
mechanical error, or something. It went down."
Tears came out of Kassie's eyes. "He... they
don't know the cause?"
"No. They are investigating at this moment." Her mother paused. "I need to make the arrangements to bring the body here to San Francisco."
"They have found the body?"
Darla shook her head. "Not yet, but I have faith that they will. The Lord in heaven will bring him back to us."
nodded. "Amen. If there is anything I can do, just
call me. Okay?"
"I got to go," Darla
stated, not answering. "I'll
call you tomorrow morning."
Darla hung up. Kassie remained silent.
"Everything all right?" Jake spoke,
slipping into the room.
Kassie stared up at him, wide eyed. "No.
Everything isn't all right."
Jake's eyes filled with worry and he moved over
the bed. He placed his arms around Kassie and swallowed
her in a warm embrace.
"I'm leaving tonight," she said.
"I'm leaving you."
MATEO TURNED HIS HEAD AROUND, he saw the face
of the woman he had tried to save.
"Jeez!" Mateo said out loud. "You
She still wasn't breathing, and this caused a big
problem if she ever wanted to get oxygen in her blood.
Mateo grabbed her arms and swam to the shore. He pulled
her on the beach and checked her breathing again.
He checked a second time after giving her a few
"C'mon..." Mateo whispered.
Mateo's eyes went blank as he reached over to
take her pulse.
SANG IN HER CAR as she rode down Pier Road to where her
house was located. "I'm going to ride it on and on..." The radio was on a great seventies
rock station. "Life is a highway..."
She spotted her
house and made an abrupt turn
into her driveway. She exited the car and made her way
up the driveway.
"Life is a something... I'm going to
something... what ev-errrr..." Iris had already
forgotten the words.
She entered her home and took off her jacket.
As she moved into the living room, a strange car
pulled up in front of her house. A mysterious man
stepped out. He has the same signature knife as he had
in the parking lot. He makes motions with the knife to
Inside the house, Iris sat in front of the TV.
She heard a knocking at the door. Iris bounces up and makes
her way to answer it...
JAKE EXCLAIMED, flabbergasted.
"You're leaving me?"
Kassie smiled. "To see my mother, silly. She
needs all the company possible right now."
was still confused. "You still haven't
told me why you're so upset."
Kassie nodded. "It's my father. He passed
away. Well, more like fell away."
"I'm so sorry," Jake consoled. "Do
you know what happened?"
Kassie shook her blond head. "No. I'm going
to ask my mother some questions. I may even have to
travel to Europe to transport the body back here."
Jake's eye widened. "Really?"
Kassie nodded. "If I don't get answers from
my mother. If she knows nothing, I'm going to use the
trip to get some."
"And I will get the answers I need,"
Kassie growled. "I will do anything I can..."
TURNED AWAY from her mother. "That's
Addy pulled up to her daughter. "I'm sorry I
said that. It seems we both have a way of
letting our tongues get the better of us."
"It's late," Addy stated. "I'm
going to bed."
Gillian nodded again, obviously not wanting to say anything. But she wanted to!
Addy left to room, and Gillian stayed.
"I am sorry that we have offended each other." Gillian spoke aloud, pacing pensively. "But you deserve it. And I need to get that high school student look-alike away from you."
Gillian walked into the kitchen and got a glass. I need to take him off your hands. She poured herself a glass of water from the tap and moved to the fridge. Or to get someone to do it for you...
She spotted something on the fridge. Perfect...
A picture of Iris.
Gillian began talking as if she was talking to
Iris. "Iris, I have someone I'd like you to
meet..." Gillian let out a little laugh.
"Mom, watch out. You’re living under my
roof, now. I make the rules..."