produced/written by G. Matthew Smith

EPISODE #7  click here for a printable version of this episode
April 1935

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Sunset Hotel, Suite #2, Albanyville, ILJillian Stokes"What are you talking about?" Jillian looked at Stephanie intently.  What could Stephanie possibly have to tell her about Reginald that would change her life?  Stephanie stood confidently and relished her moment of triumph.

That's it, Jillian, squirm! she thought to herself as she watched her rival grow impatient and nervous.  Stephanie thought for a moment about exactly what words to use to tell Jillian everything about her and Reginald.  She grinned wickedly and began to reveal the entire story.  "Jillian, not long after you and Reginald started dating, he started seeing someone else."

"W-what are you talking about?"  Jillian began to grow nervous.  She felt her pulse begin to quicken as she tried to process what Stephanie was beginning to tell her.

"He was sleeping with someone else behind your back!"  The announcement felt like a weight had been lifted off of Stephanie's shoulders.  "You thought you were the only one, but you weren't!  Your dear, precious Reginald was cheating on you and he did it for months!"

"H-how do you know all of this?"  Jillian sunk down into a chair and buried her head into her hands.  Reginald had betrayed her?  How could he?  She looked up at Stephanie and saw her sly grin and began to grow angry.  "Tell me, Stephanie, how do you know about this!"

"Because the other woman was me."  She was surprised how easy the revelation had come.  At last, the secret was out.  She watched Jillian closely.  Jillian looked defeated as she began to process Stephanie's announcement.  Suddenly, Jillian stood straight up with a fire in her eyes.

"I thought so."  It was now Jillian's turn to surprise Stephanie.


"I'm not stupid, Steffi," she spat as she walked closer.  "When Reginald and I started seeing one another, I knew he was seeing other girls.  We weren't exclusive.  Neither one of us wanted to become seriously involved.  I knew there was someone else!"

Stephanie Lake"H-how?  How did you know?"  Stephanie began to feel the wind disappear from her sails.

"There were signs.  Times when he couldn't see me, but wasn't at home or at work...2 movie ticket stubs that weren't for a movie he and I had seen...strange phone calls that he wouldn't explain."  Jillian folded her arms across her chest.  "I knew!  Reginald had quite the reputation as a playboy.  My friend Helen told me all about him.  You know what?  I didn't care!"  She paused and eyed Stephanie closely.  "There's something else that I know, too."

"W-what's that?"  Stephanie began to grow nervous herself.

"I know that despite what went on between you two, Reginald chose me!"  The fire in Jillian's eyes grew more fierce.  If Steffi thinks her little announcement is going to keep me from marrying Reginald, she's dead wrong, she thought.  "I bet I even know what night it happened."

"Y-you do?"

"I bet it was the night of my sorority's fall formal."  Jillian let her mind drift back to that night.  She'd known something wasn't quite right about him that evening, but could never figure out what it was.  Now that all the pieces were fitting together, she knew exactly what had happened.  "He was a little distant all evening.  I was beginning to grow worried about us.  When he made that phone call and had to rush out...he was going to see you, wasn't he?"

"Yes!  Yes, he was."  Stephanie began to feel some of her spirit return.  She hadn't given up hope yet!

"That was the night he dropped you like a rock and came back to me!"  Jillian began to walk closer to Stephanie.  "He chose me, not you!  When he got back to the dance, he surprised me by telling me how much he loved me and how he wanted to be with just me and no one else!  Secretly, I'd wanted the same thing, too, but I'd been too nervous to tell him.  I knew right then that any other woman he'd been involved with was out of his life for good."

Stephanie quietly began to remember that night.  Reginald had left the formal to come see her.  She'd thought it was a sign that he was leaving Jillian.  She'd been wrong!  It was the night he'd told her that he couldn't see her anymore; he loved Jillian and couldn't betray her again.  It was the night Reginald ended his affair with Stephanie and dedicated himself to loving only Jillian.  "You're not what he needs, Jillian!  He needs someone like me!  When he realizes how trapped he feels with you, you're gonna find him back on the prowl again!"  Stephanie found her assertions met with a sound slap across the face.

"Get out!"  Jillian shouted.  "Get out of her, you gold digging tramp!  You were just a thrilling diversion for him.  If he'd really wanted you, he would have chosen you!  I love him and he loves me and there's not a thing you can do about it!"

"I'm leaving," Stephanie muttered icily.  She walked to the door and opened it.  Before exiting, she turned to face Jillian.  She grinned slightly.  "If you love Reginald so much, than how do you explain Dane?"  Jillian felt the color drain from her face.  How in the world could she explain her past with him?


Lorraine Blake98 River Rd Apt. #1, Albanyville, IL"I-I wasn't expecting to see you tonight."  Lorraine was surprised by Trevor's sudden visit.  They hadn't spoken in days...not since the night she'd seen him kissing Grace in The Gardens.  "So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"  She couldn't help but sound sarcastic.  She'd begun to feel like an afterthought to him.  "What have you been doing lately?  I haven't seen you.  As usual, you've been way too busy to see me!"

"I have been busy."  His response was almost a mutter.  He felt unusually nervous around her.  He thought about everything that had happened recently and realized exactly how much his indecision was hurting her.  "You know...The Post and everything.  I'm working on a article about Riverside's district attorney.  You know...the one that just got caught taking bribes from the mob."

"Just stop it!" she snapped at him.  "I'm starting to get so sick and tired of hearing about that newspaper!  Every other word out of your mouth is about The Post.  What about me?"  He looked at her solemnly.  She wasn't completely clueless.  She knew something had been going on.  She'd seen the signs.

"I-I'm sorry."  He reached out for her, but she pulled away.  "Lorraine, I've been wrong to ignore you like I have these last few weeks."

"Are you seeing another woman?"  She blurted out the question and was almost as surprised as Trevor.  She hadn't intended on confronting him about Grace at that moment, but she couldn't help herself.

Trevor Callison"What?"  Trevor took a step backward as what she'd asked sunk in.  Surely she doesn't know about Grace! he thought.

"I asked you if you were seeing another woman.  It's a simple question.  You haven't been spending any time with me.  I know you're dedicated to the paper and everything, but you've got some free time somewhere.  You're not spending it with me.  Who are you spending it with?"

"No one!"  He reached out for her and this time she didn't pull away.  Despite everything that she knew, she still loved him with all her heart.  She really wanted this relationship to work out.  She wanted him to tell her he loved her and only her.  "Lorraine, I love you.  No one else...just you."  He took her in his arms as she began to sob softly.  She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly.  It was just what she'd wanted to hear.  "You're the only one for me.  I-I'm sorry I haven't been here for you.  That's going to change!  I promise!"

She thought about what she'd seen between him and Grace.  Did I really misread everything?  Have I totally jumped to the wrong conclusions?  She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked up at him.  "Oh, Trevor, I love you so much.  I-I just get so paranoid that things aren't going to work out.  Things never work out for me the way I want them to."

"I love you, Lorraine."  He placed a hand on her chin and lifted her face toward his.  He looked deeply into her eyes and kissed her passionately.  Lorraine knew, then, that everything would be okay.


2210 Elmwood Lane, Albanyville, ILReginald Callison"Father, are you busy?" Reginald asked as he rapped lightly on the door of Charles' study.

", come in."  Charles worked to clear his head of the thoughts of Annabelle that had been hounding him all day.  He knew she was starting to get to him.  "Is there something on your mind?"  Reginald hesitated as he remembered the sight of seeing his father and Annabelle Lake kissing in his father's office.  The memory was burned into his head and he'd thought about nothing else all day.

"Do you love Mother?" he finally asked tentatively.  Charles was stunned by the question.  Why in the world would Reginald even think to ask that?

"Of course I do!  Why would you even question that?  Your mother and I have been married a long time and have three of the best children any parents could ever hope for.  I'm so proud of you all!"

"That doesn't mean you still love her."  Reginald walked over to his father's desk and stood quietly.  He carefully analyzed his father's actions and was quick to notice his nervousness.  "Plenty of people are married, yet don't love one another.  Over time, I understand how some feelings can change."

Charles Callison"Look at me, son!"  Charles rose from his desk and grabbed Reginald's arm sternly.  "I've loved your mother from the moment I saw her!  She's my life!  How can you even question my feelings for her?  We've been married for 23 years, for Christ's sake!"

"I saw you!  I saw you and Annabelle in your office this afternoon!"  Reginald watched as the color drained from his father's face.  Charles sunk back against the desk and began to rub his temples.  "You didn't know I was there, but I saw you kissing her!  If you love her so much, how could you do this to her?"

"Reginald, it's not what you think!"  Charles stood up straight as he tried to explain what his son had witnessed.  "I love your mother!  I would never hurt her!  You've misunderstood!"

"Oh, really?"  Reginald's tone grew snide as he continued to fix his gaze on him.  "Then tell me!  Tell me what I really saw?  What exactly is going on between you and Annabelle?"  Charles hesitated for a moment.  Honestly, he really didn't know what to say.  How could he explain his situation with Annabelle to Reginald when he couldn't even explain it to himself?