produced/written by G. Matthew Smith



EPISODE #60 (Friday 8/31/01) click here for a printable version of this episode
same day - October 1935


THE LAMONT HOME - KITCHEN

2312 Spring Lake Rd., Albanyville, ILJudith Linford"How?" Janet Stokes spat as she eyed Burt Lamont and Judith Stokes Linford curiously, "how do you two know each other?  How!"

Burt's eyes filled with fear and worry.  He looked at Judith pleadingly, but was met only with a look a calmness that sent a chill through his body.

"Do you really want to know?" Judith asked pointedly.  "Do you really?"

"No, Judith, don't," Burt pleaded.  "Don't do this.  Is it really worth it?"

"Judith?" Janet asked as a looked of confusion covered her.  "Judith, what's going on?  How do you know Burt?"

"I want to know why you lied to me!" Burt shouted in an attempt to deflect the questioning away from Judith.

"Judith?" Janet asked as she kept her eyes locked on her sister.

Judith stood silently, taking the moment in.  Her eyes moved from Burt to Janet and back again as her hand rested easily on her swollen stomach.  Taking a deep breath, a slight smile spread across her lips.  I believe in chess this is what is called "check",  she thought to herself.  Finally, after what seemed like forever, she began to speak.


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ALBANYVILLE HIGH SCHOOL - GYMNASIUM

Albanyville High School"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Maggie Callison muttered as she stood awkwardly next to Randy Lamont and Eliza Campbell.  "I should have just stayed home."

"Nonsense!" Randy laughed as he took both of their hands and led them into the gymnasium.  "We couldn't just leave you stuck at  home all alone."

"Yeah."  Eliza gritted her teeth slightly as she gave Randy a quick glance.

"So, I guess, now, you're both my dates."  He smiled broadly and gave their hands a little squeeze.

Maggie Callison"Wonderful," Maggie muttered and then rolled her eyes.  As they walked through the crowd, heads turned toward the unlikely trio.  Maggie felt herself blush because of the sight of cliques of girls turning to cover their mouths and whisper mysterious comments before giggling uncontrollably.

"I don't know why you had to insist on bringing Maggie along," Eliza muttered under her breath to Randy.  "This was supposed to be our date, not our date with Maggie!"

Randy Lamont"You saw how upset she was.  We couldn't just leave her like that."  He stood by Eliza's side and watched Maggie as she slowly moved away from them.  "She wouldn't admit it, but you know she was really looking forward to this dance.  Look how upset she is!"

Eliza took a deep breath in an effort to relieve her tension as she watched Maggie, seemingly on the verge of tears.  "I guess."

"Look, if it wasn't for Maggie, we both would be sitting home alone tonight.  We're just here as friends, anyway."

Eliza CampbellEliza flinched at the word "friends".  That wasn't at all what she'd intended this night to be.

"Will you be okay here, by yourself, for a moment?" Randy asked as he turned to look at Eliza.  "I think I'm going to ask Maggie to dance.  Maybe that will take her mind of off Stanley."

Eliza felt her teeth clinch at his suggestion, but silently nodded her agreement.  As she watched him walk over to Maggie and lead her onto the dance floor, she felt her temper begin to rise.  This wasn't how this night was supposed to turn out...not at all!  There was one thing she was sure of, Maggie better not get any ideas about Randy.  He was her date, not Maggie's, and she better not do anything to foul up everything Eliza had worked for.


THE DAVIS HOME - LIVING ROOM

23 Green St., Albanyville, IL"Trevor!  What are you doing here?" Grace Davis exclaimed at the sight of him standing in the doorway.

"I knew you didn't have to work at the bookstore, tonight, so I thought that you might want to go out to dinner."  Trevor Callison walked into the living room.  "Um, hello, Lorraine."

"Trevor," Lorraine Davis nodded politely as she tried to hide her uneasiness.

"I can't tell you how surprised I was to hear about your marriage to Douglas."  He felt slightly awkward around her.  It wasn't easy to simply erase the past that they shared from his mind.  "And about the baby."

"So, I guess you've heard."  Lorraine blushed slightly.

"I...um...spilled the beans, I guess," Grace confessed.

"Well, nonetheless, I hope you're very happy."  Trevor eyed her curiously.  No matter, what had happened, he'd always wanted Lorraine to be happy.  Even during the difficult period at the end of their relationship and afterward, he'd never wanted to see her hurt.  Now, maybe should could find the happiness she'd always been searching for.

Lorraine DavisHappy? Lorraine thought to herself.  No, that wasn't exactly the right word.  "Relieved" was more like it.  Relieved that the truth was finally out.  Relieved that the horrible choice of what to do with her child was behind her.

"Have you talked to Patterson?  I saw him right after the wedding and he didn't seem to be doing very well."  He walked over and sat down next to Lorraine on the sofa.

"I know this is difficult for him."  Lorraine chose her words very carefully.  "But this is something he's going to have to deal with and accept.  There's no changing what's happened."

"I'm sure he'll realize that in time."  He gave her hand a reassuring pat and then turned to look at Grace who stood off to the side and watched them intently.

"Well, I guess I better leave you two alone," Lorraine spoke up as she rose from the sofa and proceeded to head upstairs.  "There's a book I've been meaning to finish."

After Lorraine had left the room, Grace walked over and took her place on the sofa next to Trevor.  She smiled at him awkwardly as she thought about how much he cared for her and about how difficult she found it to accept his feelings.

"You know, Trevor, I've been thinking about you a lot, lately," she confessed sheepishly.  "About you and how you feel about me."

Trevor Callison"You have?"  His face nearly lit up with excitement at the thought that he hadn't been very far from her thoughts.  "Have you been thinking about how you feel about me?  Have you finally come to realize that you can't deny my feelings?"

"I...I went to see Momma the other day."  Uncomfortable, she tried to make a swift change in the topic of conversation.  "She's not doing too well.  She didn't even know who I was.  She...she went a little crazy."

"Honey, you know that your mother has her ups and downs."  He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer for support.  "She's still quite ill.  That's not going to change overnight."

"I know."  With his arms around her, she suddenly began to feel safe as worries about her mother and her life began to slip away from her.  Why did being around him fill her with the strange sense of both calm and panic?  Slowly, she looked up at him and found herself lost in his eyes.  They could always have such an effect on her.  "T-Trevor," she stammered, "Why are you always there when I need you?  Why do you care so much?"

"I'm here because I love you, Grace," he smiled as he gently placed a finger under her chin.  "And when you love someone as much as I love you, you want to be there for them...no matter what."

Grace Davis"I-I really haven't done a very good job of being there for you," she confessed as she thought about the difficult situation his family had been facing concerning his parents' separation.

"You've been exactly what I've needed to take my mind of my father's inexcusable behavior with Annabelle Lake."  He watched her closely and noticed the slight quivering of her bottom lip.  "And, besides, I know how you really feel about me.  You won't admit it, but I know how you feel."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Grace, I love you and I know you love me, too."  Trevor looked deeply into her eyes.  "When are you going to just give up on fighting it and admit it to me?  When are you finally going to tell the truth and tell me that you love me?"

Grace tried to fight the fear that must surely have filled her eyes.  He had nailed her, point blank, on her feelings and emotions.  Now, what in the world was she going to do?