THE CALLISON HOME - CHARLES' STUDY

Charles Callison2210 Elmwood Lane, Albanyville, IL"There's got to be something in this contract that can tell us exactly why Preston is so intent on getting out of it."  Charles carefully turned the page as he analyzed every word and phrase that was written.

"You'll find it, darling, I'm sure of it."  Annabelle gently rested her chin on his shoulder as she read along with him.  She knew that their constant work together to thwart Thornton Preston's plans was bringing them even closer together.  She smiled with the realization that soon Francis would be a thing of the past.  Annabelle wanted a wedding ring on her finger and knew that she would get it...as soon as she and Fred made sure that Charles' wife was out of the way for good.

"Oh, I'm tired of reading this again and again," Charles sighed as he tossed the contract onto the desk and leaned back into Annabelle's waiting arms.

She nuzzled her head closer to him and gently kissed him on the neck before he turned to meet her lips with his own.  The passion that Annabelle had brought to his life had become a great comfort to him during that past few months.  It had helped to provide a refuge and an escape from a life that had grown tedious at best.  If only Francis hadn't been hurt in the process...

Reginald Callison"Do you two have to do that here?"  Reginald's cold voice intruded on the amorous embrace shared by Charles and Annabelle.

"You could knock before just barging in."  Annabelle slowly pulled away from Charles and gave Reginald an icy glare.  "Your father and I were in the middle of something."

"Yes, I could see that."  Reginald continued to watch her with cold and unflinching eyes.  "But do you have to carry on like that here...in my mother's house?"

"It's my home too, Reginald."  Charles rose from his position behind his desk and slowly walked over to his son.  "You're mother moved out, remember?"

"And I remember why she left!  She caught you carrying on with this...this woman!"

Annabelle Lake"Reginald, why do you have to act this way towards me?"  Annabelle subtly began to use her charms.  "We've known each other for years.  You've never been so cold towards me before."

"You weren't carrying on with my married father before!"  Reginald moved closer to her as he kept his stern tone.  "You do remember that he is still married, don't you?  Of course, that's never mattered to you before!  No wonder Stephanie turned out to be the conniving little schemer she is!  With you as a mother, I bet Florence Nightingale would have turned into the bride of Frankenstein!"

"Reginald!  You watch your mouth!"  Charles grabbed his son by the arm and forced him to face him.  "I will not have you speaking to Annabelle so rudely!"

"With all due respect, father, I'll do as I damn well please."  He yanked his arm away and quickly headed for the door.  "Lord knows you do."


ROUTE 86 - ANDERSONVILLE RD.

Route 86 - Andersonville Rd.Trevor Callison"Are you okay?" Trevor asked as he reached over and grabbed Grace's hand for support.  He kept his eyes firmly focused on the road ahead as his car continued towards the Albany County line.

"I'm fine," she muttered softly and continued to look out the window at the fields and cows as they went by.  "O-of course I'm nervous.  This is a big deal for me.  I haven't seen her in so long.  Trevor, what will I say?  How will I act?"

"Grace, honey, I can't pretend to know what it's been like for you.  I've always had the most loving parents right by my side to support me.  I haven't gone through the things you have.  I'm sure that when you are there, in that moment, with your mother, you'll know exactly what to do."

"Trevor, are you sure?"  Her hands began to shake as they past a road sign that said "10 miles to Andersonville."  The hospital was way before the city limits, so she realized that they would be arriving at any time.

"I'm positive."  He cautiously scanned the road for a glimpse of the hospital that sat off of the main road down a long and winding drive.  "We should almost be there.  Keep an eye out for the turn."

Grace Davis"Okay," she muttered, still unsure of what she was doing.  Soon, the hospital came into view as they rounded a bend.  "Trevor!  That's it!  That's Manor Hills."

Trevor took a deep breath and slowed the car down before turning onto the drive.  As they stopped at the massive iron gates, he turned to looked at Grace and found her nearly shaking with fear.  "It's going to be alright.  Everything's going to be fine."

"I don't know if I'm doing the right thing.  I don't know if I can go through with this."  As Grace looked past the gates at the hospital, a chill ran down her spine.  The dark and ominous structure cast a looming shadow as the sun passed behind it.  It only intensified her own sense of dread.  As she took a deep breath, the guard nodded to Trevor and slowly opened the gates so that they could drive inside.


JOE'S CAFE

Joe's CafeJudith Linford"Oh, my, what happened?" Judith muttered as she rubbed her head and tried to clear the hazy that covered her mind.  "W-what am I doing here laying on this filthy floor?"

"Well, gentlemen, I think she's going to be alright," Jillian spoke up to the crowd of strangers that had gathered to assist them when Judith collapsed.  "Judith?  What happened?  You just doubled over in pain and passed out.  Is it the baby?  How do you feel?"

"I feel fine!"  Judith tried to sit up with some difficulty, but yanked her arm away from a man who was trying to help her.  "Do not touch me!"

"Would you like a glass of water?"

"What I'd like is a bottle of Chardonnay!"  Judith winched slightly and steadied herself as Jillian helped her into a chair that a couple of strangers had hurriedly pulled out for her.  "However, considering the baby, I don't have that option."

"We need to get you to the hospital to make sure you're alright.  To make sure the baby's alright."

"Jillian, would you quit worrying about everything!  I said I'm fine!  The baby's fine!  I just got dizzy, that's all."  She leaned back into the chair and inhaled and exhaled slowly.  She carefully looked past the crowd to the back of the restaurant and was surprised when she saw Janet no where in sight.  Surely her own sister would have come to see how she was after she'd taken such a nasty spill.  Where in the world had Janet and her young man taken off to?

Jillian Stokes"But, Judith, you grabbed your stomach before you fell like you were in pain!"

"I said I'm fine!" she insisted firmly through clinched teeth.  "All of this traveling and gallivanting around has just worn me out.  I haven't eaten all day.  This is just from exhaustion and nerves concerning Daddy and Janet.  That's all!"

"Just promise me you'll see a doctor to be sure."  Jillian handed her sister a glass of water as it was passed to her by another stranger.  "You can't take any chances as far as your health or the health of your child is concerned."

"If it will get you to shut up, alright!  I'll see a doctor.  I tell you, though, that this is a waste of time.  I feel fine!"  

Of course, she was only agreeing to the exam to placate Jillian.  Judith's mind was too occupied with thoughts of their sister Janet and why she'd suddenly disappeared with Burt Lamont.  For that matter, what the devil was Burt Lamont doing in Albanyville, anyway?  Judith secretly vowed to discover everything Janet was hiding.  Judith feared the worst.



 


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