“So what do you do?” “I’m a writer.” “No I mean what do you do for money?”
Wednesday Story Day again. Last week we left poor Charlotte calling for Bob to come out and help her with Robert. (If you just joined this craziness you have to know Bob has an alternate personality named Robert, who is obsessed with him and Bob’s mother. All is clear right? Good). We need to get back since it is clear Robert is getting a little (Understatement) carried away. He still sees Charlotte as his mother Melissa with whom he has admitted to an unhealthy attraction. Buckle up kids here we go.
“Robert I demand that you let go of my arm.”
“Yeah, mommy and whatcha going to do if I don’t?”
“Why do you keep calling me mommy?”
“Because you are our mama.”
“I’m Charlotte Robert. I’m not your mother.”
“You can keep fooling Bob, but I know the truth.”
“So Robert tell me the truth.”
“You keep telling Bob you are a teacher hired by our mother.”
“Yes, that’s true.”
“It’s a lie. You are our mother and you are trying to sabotage Bob’s writing.”
“And if I were your mother, why would I want to do that?”
“Because you know Bob has written a story about you and what you did to us when we were younger. You can’t find the story to destroy it, so you think the next best thing is to make sure Bob has no confidence in himself to publish it.”
“This sounds like a madman’s tale. Tell me who is going to listen to a couple of crazy personalities? You are split personalities and in anyone’s book totally nuts.”
“Then why are you so worried.”
“I’m not worried Robert. In fact, I’m telling you to let me go or something bad is going to happen to you.”
“You can’t scare me, Melissa.”
“How did you know it was me.?”
“Your eyes have a slight shade of green that gets darker when you are Melissa and not Charlotte.”
“So where does this leave us?”
“I think you are going to die.”
“Over my dead body. Excuse the joke Robert but you don’t have what it takes to kill me.”
“Why not keep shooting off your mouth and see.”
“Shut up Robert now. Let me go or I will have to use this.”
“You have a gun. Quell dramatic. Go ahead shoot your son.”
“Don’t think I won’t?”
“Now I have the gun, mom. Pretty dumb to take your eyes off me.”
“Let her go, Robert.”
“Bob, How the hell?”
“I said let her go, or you’ll get shot.’
“You know you are talking to yourself right?”
“I said let her go.”
“Not on your life Bob.”
“Oh, my gosh Bob you just shot Robert.”
“And myself mom.”
“Oh, my poor boy.”
“Mom?”
“Yes, my son.”
“You’re a sick puppy you know.’
“I know son, and I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. Me finally finding some peace is the way it should end. I hope you get some help.”
“Bob. I never meant to hurt you. Bob? You’re gone aren’t you?”
“He’s gone, mom.”
“Robert? How are you?”
“I think I’m going to go too.”
“No Robert. Please don’t leave me alone.”
“Bob was right you know.”
Right? About what?”
“You need help. You’ve destroyed our lives as well as your own. I need to go now. Bye, mom.”
“Please forgive me. Robert talk to me. Please say something. Robert, my love come back. I can make this okay. Robert?”
Tune in next week for a whole new story.
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Interesting twist. Looking forward to the next story.
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Thanks
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Wow. That is powerful.
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Can you say psychological problems? Thanks Professor.
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Sure can! Love how you did it. Thriller-esque!
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Thank you. Since my books are thrillers it seems appropriate.
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Next book I get on my kindle will be your book, I’ve decided. I”m excited to read it.
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I would like to know what you think. My second is getting ready to launch.
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I know! And I’m quite excited for you new one. We can do an interview on TPL or something. I can’t wait to give it a read.
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Just sent it back to the editor fro final proof.. I would love to do an interview. *hits mic* “Is this thing on?”
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Haha! You must be excited, I say.
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Yes. I say
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I may need more than a week to recover John, I think I snapped something in my neck. Great ending.
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Maybe we can get a group rate at a chiropractor… 😀
Thanks for a great serial, John. Hugs.
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Maybe we should print Tee shirts. “I survived Bob and Charlotte (or whoever they were)”
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Ha ha ha . Good Idea
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I think a group shrink rate might be more useful. Thanks Teagan.
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Thanks Dan. I saw where Teagan thinks we need a group rate on adjustments.
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now, that was different…:)
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Yeah, I must say I agree with you.
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What a fine mess indeed!
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Another fine kettle of fish you’ve gotten us into Stanley. (Laurel and Hardy)
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I had a feeling this story wasn’t going to end well ;( Shades of The Manchurian Candidate! Looking forward to next week 🙂
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I would like all to end well but sometimes my evil twin writer self won’t let it happen. 😉
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Oh, dear. Well, that was rather unexpected. I find myself wondering why Bob/Robert didn’t turn the gun on that crazy mother, rather than taking himself out. I guess he wanted peace at any cost (and who could blame him, really?!) Well written tale, John!
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Don’t forget he/they loved his/their mother even if she destroyed them.
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Mankind has long done strange things under the guise of love.
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True
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That was awesome…great twist, amazing ending!
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Thank you
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Loved the twist at the end. No wonder Bob was so confused.
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