43 Landings Ct., Albanyville, ILPatterson Monroe"Dane, when in the world are you going to give up on this idea that Jillian would want anything to do with you?"  Patterson walked around the living room picking up the various toys Todd had strewn about earlier in the day.  "She's going to marry Reginald.  There's not a chance in the world she's going to suddenly leave him for you.  She can't even stand to be in the same room with you!"

"Well, when are you gonna get over this stupid idea that Lorraine is gonna come running back to you?"  Dane glared at his friend while he sipped his vodka tonic.

"Unlike you, I at least have a chance!"  He paused for a moment and wondered if he should really tell Dane about his potential future with Lorraine.  "She and Trevor aren't working out.  I-I don't know all the details, but she asked me if we could start over...from the beginning."


"Apparently, she's finally realized that no man can love her as much as I do."  Patterson smiled at the thought.  "Her relationship with Trevor is almost finished and she's ready to give me another chance to make her happy."

Dane Manchester"Well, congratulations then, Paddy!"  Dane give him a hearty slap on the back.  Though they didn't always see eye to eye on everything, Dane truly admired and respected Patterson.  They'd become friends when Patterson had helped Dane study for Chemistry class.  Dane had felt sorry for him after the deaths of Patterson's parents and had taken him under his wing.  "I really hope this works out for you.  This is just what you need."

"I'm keeping my fingers crossed.  Trevor's a great guy and everything, but I've never thought he was right for her.  She's gonna see that this is the right choice."

"And Jillian will realize the same thing about me!"

"Dane, just forget about Jillian!  She's never gonna be interested in you...not when she's got Reginald.  I don't care what you say about him, he's a great guy, too.  You've got it in your head that he's some snotty stuffed shirt and that's not true at all.  He's helped me and Todd out a lot since the accident."  Patterson looked forlorn for a moment as he thought of his parents deaths and the time shortly thereafter.

"I know, I know...he is your best friend."  Dane made the remark rather snidely.  He never really knew why, but he'd always felt a little jealous that that he didn't occupy that role.

"Dane, you both are.  You and Reginald are my two best friends!  Why do you think I have to chose between you?  I just can't condone you trying to break him and Jillian up.  They're perfect together!  Can't you see how much they love one another?"

"Just like Lorraine is realizing she should be with you, Jillian will realize she should be with me and not Reggie!"  Dane took another swig of his drink as he thought about Jillian.  Patterson could clearly see the fire in his eyes and knew that they'd never agree on this subject.

"Forget about her, Dane.  You'll only hurt yourself if you don't give up this obsession.  Think about Sara.  She loves you more than anything.  She's who you should be focusing on, not Jillian."

"Look, I had Jillian once and I can have her again!  Nothing's impossible.  She'll realize what a mistake she's making!"  Dane slammed his glass down and sloshed his drink onto the table.

"What are you talking about?  What do you mean you had Jillian once?"  Patterson looked at Dane sternly and waited for an answer.  Dane simply looked back quietly and wondered if Patterson could be trusted with the information about his and Jillian's past.


Sunset Hotel, Suite #2, Albanyville, ILJillian StokesThe sudden knock at the door nearly made Jillian jump out of her skin.  Stephanie's revelation about Reginald still echoed in her mind and she opened the door cautiously.  Secretly, she feared Stephanie had returned for another verbal attack.

"Hi, honey, I hope you don't mind my stopping by so late, but I really needed to see you."  Reginald took her in his arms and held her tightly.  He looked down at her and was quick to notice the vacant look in her eyes.  "Jillian, what's wrong?  Y-you don't seem quite too happy to see me.  If it's too late, I can leave.  I can see you tomorrow."

"That's not it."  Jillian's words were almost a mumble.  She walked away from him and sat down on the sofa.  She bit her lower lip and looked up at him as she tried to fight back tears.  Seeing her emotional state, he sat beside her and took her in his arms.

"Talk to me.  Tell me what's wrong."

"I-I had a visitor tonight."  She refused to look at him.  She refused to let him see how much he'd hurt her.  "S-Stephanie Lake."  The name caught in her throat.  The mere thought of Stephanie began to make Jillian sick.  Reginald slowly pulled away, fearful of what was coming next.

"Why was Stephanie here?"  His heart began to beat faster.  Surely she didn't tell Jillian!

"I know, Reginald."  Finally she looked at him with a mixture of tears and fire in her eyes.  "I know all about you and Stephanie!  I know all about your little affair!"  Reginald pulled away and ran his fingers through his hair as he quickly felt his life come apart at the seams.

"Jillian, I can explain!"

"No!  Don't!  Don't try to sweep this under the rug!  How could you be with her at the same time you were with me?  I knew!  I knew something was going on then!  I saw all the signs!  I knew there was someone else, but I didn't want to believe it!  I knew we weren't really that serious then, but you led me to believe I was the only one!  How?  How could you do this to me?"  She began to cry and Reginald felt his heart break.  This was the exact reason he'd avoided telling her.  

Reginald CallisonHe looked away feeling embarrassed and foolish.  How?  How could I have hurt her like this?  How, when  I love her so much?  "Jillian, I was scared.  I was scared of loving someone as much as I love you.  I was scared of making a commitment.  As long as there was someone else, I could avoid all of that!  I was wrong.  I know I was wrong.  I was wrong to betray you and I was wrong to lie to you.  Stephanie Lake meant nothing to me and means nothing to me!  She is a mistake that I wish with all my heart I could go back and change."  He watched her as she stared down at her hand and nervously twisted the engagement ring on her finger.  Tentatively he reached out and took her hand.  "Jillian, I love you and only you.  You are the one who means the most in this world to me.  I don't think I could survive if I lost you.  Please...please let me make this up to you.  Please don't end what we have because I've been a fool.  Please..."  She sat up straight and turned to face him.

"Are you still seeing her?" she questioned through clinched teeth.  "Are you still sleeping with her?"

"No! No!  I haven't even given her the time of day since I told her I couldn't see her anymore!  I told her you were the only woman I could ever love.  I told her I wanted a life with you.  S-she didn't like it at all, but I told her.  She wanted me to be with her, not you.  I told her I could never love her.  She and I were over a long time ago.  I still remember the night I told her I didn't want to see her anymore.  It was the night..."

"The night of the fall formal."  She finished his sentence with ease.  He's eyes widened with shock.  "Put your eyes back in your head.  I'm not stupid.  I told you I knew something was going on.  I knew you'd been seeing someone else.  I just didn't know who.  I just didn't want to believe it."  Her attitude slowly began to soften.  She gazed deeply into his eyes and carefully stroked his cheek.  "That was the same night you told me you loved me for the first time.  It was when you told me you wanted to be only with me."

"P-please forgive me."  Reginald began to feel his eyes water as he fought back tears.  "I-I love you.  I wanted to tell you the truth so many times.  I didn't want there to be secrets between us.  I was just so scared of hurting you and losing you.  Please forgive me."

"I forgive you." she finally murmured and fell into his arms.  "Oh, Reginald, I love you.  I still want to marry you.  I believe you when you say she didn't mean anything to you.  I believe you when you say you're sorry."  She pulled away from him again as the fire returned to her eyes.  "But if you ever, ever lie to me again...if you ever betray me again...if I ever find out that this thing between you and Stephanie Lake is not over...we are finished!  No excuses and no exceptions!  I don't even want you to be in the same room as her!"  She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him.

"Never!  Never will I make that mistake again.  I love you."  He pulled her into his arms and they kissed passionately.  Reginald heaved a sigh of relief that their love had managed to weather this storm.  Privately, he feared that the worst was yet to come.  He knew hurricane Stephanie had only just begun to brew up trouble.


98 River Rd Apt. #1, Albanyville, ILLorraine BlakeLorraine watched Trevor as he began to toss and turn in bed.  She smiled to herself and let out a sigh.  The storm had passed.  She and Trevor would be alright.  She again looked out the window and found a bright star in the distance.  I wish...I wish that Trevor and I have the happiest life together that two people could ever have.  I wish to always feel as happy and in love as I do now.  As Lorraine wished, Trevor dreamed....

"I love you!  I love you with all my heart!" Trevor professed as he wrapped his arms around her.  He nuzzled his face into her hair and inhaled the fresh scent.  He felt her warm breath on his neck as his body pressed tightly against hers.  Her lips found his and she kissed him passionately.  Gently, he slipped the straps of her gown off her shoulders and Trevor Callison kissed her delicate neck.  Her soft skin felt hot against his lips.  "I love everything about you.  I love your demeanor, your touch, your smell.  I love you..."  Lost in his dreams, Trevor began to stir.  Seeing his movements, Lorraine returned to bed and snuggled up close next to him under the covers.  He wrapped his arms tightly around her and pulled her closer.

"Oh, how I love you, Trevor," she sighed as she closed her eyes and felt his strong arms hold her.

"Oh..." he moaned softly, still asleep.  "I love you...I love you."  His voice was low and throaty.  "I love you...Grace."




Lorraine realizes the truth.
Francis has suspicions concerning Annabelle.
Sara discovers a secret concerning Dane.


produced/written by G. Matthew Smith

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