produced/written by G. Matthew Smith



EPISODE #11 click here for a printable version of this episode
June 1935, the night of Reginald and Jillian's engagement party

THE GRAND SUNSET ROOM

The Grand Sunset Room"Patterson, this really is a magical night," Lorraine sighed as she rested her head on his shoulder.  They glided around the room while they danced to the romantic sounds of the orchestra.

"I hope it is."  He kissed her lightly on the cheek.  "I just want you to have a wonderful time.  I want you to forget all about Trevor Callison."  Suddenly, Patterson felt himself collide with someone else.  "Oh, I'm so sorry.  We were caught up in the song.  I didn't even know you were there."  He turned around slowly.

"Hello, Patterson.  Hello, Lorraine."

Patterson and Lorraine quickly stopped dancing and stared right at Trevor and Grace.


"You must be Jillian's mother!" Annabelle gushed as she extended her hand to Leticia.  "You must feel very lucky to have a daughter as bright and beautiful as Jillian."

"Why, yes, I do."  Leticia smiled warmly.  "Actually, I'm very proud of all my daughters, each in their own way.  However, I've always felt closest to Jillian."

"I can tell you've raised her well."  Annabelle took a sip of her champagne.  "She's so refined."

"Why, thank you, dear.  Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."

"Oh, I'm Annabelle Lake."  She grabbed onto Leticia's arm.  "So, tell me, what do you think about Jillian marrying Reginald.  I can't believe she's set her sights so low."

"W-what do you mean?"  Leticia studied her closely.  "Do you know something about Reginald Callison?"

Annabelle laughed.  "Oh, the stories I could tell!"


Jillian stood nervously at the doors to the lounge.  She reached out for the handle, but hesitated to touch it.  Her insides began to churn and she took a deep breath to calm herself.  In one swift movement, she flung the doors open and gasped at what she saw...Reginald and Stephanie locked in a deep and passionate kiss.

"Oh, my god!" she muttered as Reginald turned to face her.  His guilty look told her everything she needed to know.