produced/written by G. Matthew Smith



EPISODE #70 (Friday 9/14/01) click here for a printable version of this episode
same day - November 1935, evening


BURT'S TRUCK - SOMEWHERE ALONG SPRING LAKE RD.

1928 Ford Model A TruckBurt LamontAs Burt Lamont drove his truck along the country road, his mother's dying request echoed in his mind.

"P-promise me t-that you'll finally g-get w-what's yours.  M-make them...make them give y-you your birthright."

He clutched the steering wheel tightly and kept his eyes focused on the road ahead.  However, his mother's shocking revelation still echoed in his mind.  He was a Callison!  Landon Callison was his father.  As he thought about the horrible way that the Callison family had treated his mother, he found himself growing angry.  How could they be so heartless...so cruel?  How could they set out to hurt someone has kind and loving as his mother?

Those were questions that he desperately needed the answers for.  As he rounded the bend and pulled out onto the main highway that would take him into town, he thought about how he needed to make them regret everything they'd ever done to her...to him.  Because of their arrogance and snobbery, they had denied his mother the love of her life and him the chance to ever know his real father.  If it hadn't been for them, his life would have been so totally different.

It was time to honor his mother's request.  It was time to finally claim the life that should have been his and punish those responsible for denying him what was rightfully his...his legacy...his family...his father!  As his jaw clinched tightly, he pressed down on the accelerator.  Now, it was time to tell the truth.


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THE SUNSET HOTEL - MARK & JUDITH'S PENTHOUSE - LIVING ROOM

The Sunset Hotel, Penthouse C, Albanyville, IL"So, have you managed to calm yourself down?" Mark Linford asked as his wife walked back into the room.  "I think I've had about as much of your histrionics as I can stand, this evening."

"I have nothing to say to you," Judith Linford replied as she returned to her seat on the sofa and again picked up the magazine she'd flung aside earlier.  "As far as I'm concerned, this discussion is over!"

"I'm warning you, Judith, don't do anything foolish!"

She took a deep breath as she turned to glare at him.  "I'm warning you to not cause trouble!  I have no intention of giving up my entire life to be with Burt Lamont!"

"Well, that's the smartest thing I've ever heard you say."  He took a drink of his scotch and smiled smugly.  "I knew that you'd realize what a mistake you'd be making by trying to disrupt our marriage."

Judith Stokes LinfordJudith clinched her teeth tightly and, once again, cast the magazine aside.  Her husband did have a point.  If she were to publicly confess her love for Burt, there would surely be a scandal.  He just wasn't from the right social class.  There was no way they could ever be together.  However, she would be damned if she let her pathetic little sister have him.  That was something Judith realized that she would just not be able to bear.  How would she be able to deal with seeing them together when she loved him so much?  It would just tear her heart out.  Why couldn't Burt belong to a prominent and successful family so that her love for him wouldn't be so socially disastrous?

Mark Linford"Forget all about Burt," Mark continued as he slowly walked around the room.  "If you don't you'll wind up ruining your entire life...and mine.  If you think I'm giving up everything I've worked so hard for, you're as loony as your sister!"

"I said that I'm not going to say anything!" she snapped.

"You know, this might all turn out to be a good thing."  He allowed a wicked smirk to spread across his face.

"W-what do you mean?"  Judith turned to looked at him with an uncomfortable sense of curiousness.

"Maybe it would be good if Janet just never came home.  Maybe it would be even better if Burt Lamont just up and disappeared."

She recoiled in horror.  Surely, Mark wasn't saying what she thought he was saying!  Surely, he wasn't planning on doing anything to Burt!


THE CALLISON HOME - LIVING ROOM

2210 Elmwood Ln., Albanyville, IL"Gee, did you two have to come back in so soon?" Grace Davis asked as Reginald Callison and Jillian Stokes walked back into the room.  "I was going to join you outside on the porch.  It's a little...um..."

"Awkward?" Reginald asked as he turned to look in Annabelle Lake's direction.  "This entire evening is nothing but a farce!  How my father can even think that any of us will accept his relationship with that woman is beyond me."

"Uh, oh," Jillian spoke up as she pulled Reginald closer.  "Annabelle's coming over here."

"Ah, I see you two love birds are done enjoying this wonderful autumn air."  Annabelle casually lit a cigarette, took a long draw, and blew a thick cloud of smoke in the air, leaving Grace to scrunch up her nose and wave her hand in an attempt to fan it away.

"Yes, it's so nice outside, however, that Reginald and I may be spending most of the evening out there."

Reginald CallisonReginald turned to look at his fiancée with amusement.  He just had to learn how to display such coolness under pressure.

Annabelle Lake"You know, dear," Annabelle smiled, "I was just talking to my niece Sara and her husband Dane just the other day..."  She paused and grinned slyly.  "Oh, wait!  That's right!  You already know Dane don't you, Jillian?"

"You know good and well that I know Dane Manchester!"  Jillian snapped angrily as Reginald's eyes grew wide from shock.  Apparently her cool facade was starting to crack.  "You know all about that lying little weasel and what he tried to do to me and Reginald at our engagement party!  How dare you even think to bring his name up here!"

"Um...Jillian..." Grace spoke up as she grabbed her arm, "maybe we should go check on Maggie and Hannah in the kitchen."

"I think that would be an excellent idea!"  Jillian took a deep breath and turned to Reginald.  "I'll talk to you later."

"Well, I guess all the money in the world can't buy good manners," Annabelle smirked as Grace and Jillian walked away.

"How would you know anything about good manners?" he replied before angrily walking away.


"I just can't believe that woman!" Jillian fumed as she stood with Grace in the dining room, just outside the kitchen door.  "Reginald's father must have lost his mind!"

"Well, at least his sons haven't inherited his lack of sense," Grace smiled as she glanced back into the living room at Reginald and Trevor who were now standing together and chatting.

"Actually, after that mess with Stephanie Lake, I wasn't too sure."  Jillian's mind flashed back, momentarily, to his brief, yet problematic, affair with the young schemer.  "I just can't believe how much like Annabelle Stephanie is!"

"At least you two managed to work all of that out.  Stephanie is not threat to you or Reginald or your relationship."

Jillian Stokes"Speaking of relationships," Jillian spoke up with a sly smile, "how are things coming along with you and Trevor?  I know he's very much in love with you."

"Um...well..."  Grace's face turned beat red as she thought about the giant leap that she and Trevor had taken.

"Okay, I know that look."  Jillian grabbed Grace's arm and pulled her close.  "What happened?  I can tell it's something wonderful!"

"J-Jillian, I...I...I told Trevor that I love him."

"What?"  Jillian's hand flew up to her mouth in joyous surprise.  "Oh, my god, that's wonderful!  I know he's waited so long for you to say that."

Grace Davis"I-I know," Grace blushed again.  "And right after I said it, I really wanted to take it back."

"You didn't mean it?"

"No!  It's not that, at all!"  As a cloud of worry covered Grace's face, she lowered her head slightly.  "It's just that...oh, well, I'm new at all of this romance stuff.  I...I just..."

"Oh, don't worry," Jillian smiled as she put her arms around Grace and gave her a supportive hug.  "All new relationships are awkward, at first.  But Trevor really loves you and you love Trevor.  That's all that matters.  Just take it one day at a time."

Grace sighed as she tried to allow Jillian's advice to sink in.  Maybe she was right.  She and Reginald had overcome so much in their quest to be together and their love had conquered everything.  Maybe she and Trevor would be just as fortunate.  However, she couldn't shake the ominous feeling that they weren't destined for a storybook romance.