Good Times

So with the twins planning to go off and doing their own thing and me finishing high school, I knew it was time for me and Laurie to get our show on the road. I held back every snarky remark I thought of and I tried to seem supportive even though the thought of them traveling the world playing stupid music annoyed me for some reason.


It was time for me and Laurie to find our own place and start our lives. I let Laurie decide everything. This was, after all, her plan. We didn’t have a ton of money saved up but my mom helped us out a little. I couldn’t tell if she was being motherly or if she was ready for me to leave the house, but I got my answer when she smiled at the both of us and thanked Laurie for “all her help”. I bit my tongue once again. I had already told Laurie numerous times how much it irritated me that people thought she could change me. She never could. The best I could do was act the part.


The day we moved into our house was pretty fun. I got into the car with Laurie and the drive was quiet. She took care of the decorating. I didn’t care about that anyway. I hung up my plaque from school right next to her’s. She’d gotten Most Popular. I got “Most Likely to Take Over the World”. I couldn’t help but smile. Our stupid classmates were definitely on to something.Screenshot-5

The next day I woke up to a loud alarm at six in the morning.

“Wha..” I muttered. Speaking was hard at six in the morning. Functioning was hard at six in the morning… I hadn’t woken up before ten in years.

“Rise and shine!” Laurie said cheerfully. “I’m going to make breakfast, but we need to go over a few things.”


I let out a string of expletives, but Laurie ignored me and closed the door. I stayed in bed for another twenty minutes until the smell of food woke me up for good. I walked into our kitchen. It seemed like something from a sitcom. Leave it to Little Miss Perfect to decorate the house like this. Laurie hovered over a plate of waffles that looked delectable. They would even give my mother’s a run for their money.

“Sit down, I need to discuss some really important things with you,” Laurie commanded.


I drenched my waffles in syrup before joining her at the table. They tasted as good as they looked.

“So, I’ve pretty much secured a position at the city hall. I assist the politicians before they do big speeches, and sometimes I get to help them prepare for things.”

“Oh boy, sounds neat-o!” I replied sarcastically.


Laurie looked up at me, but decided to ignore my faux enthusiasm. She cleared her throat.

“Anyway… I’ve found a job for you as well. One that I know you’ll like. There’s a guy waiting on you named Benny. He doesn’t give out his last name so don’t ask. He’ll explain everything to you when you get there. He’s the guy who will show you the ropes. When I truly get my foot in the door in politics, you’ll need to remember everything he teaches you. And sometimes he’ll be a little rough. I told him you’d be there at ten.”

“Yea, Laurie, but it’s freaking 9:30!” Just then I heard an impatient honking outside. The look on Laurie’s face let me know that the car was for me. How long had it been out there?


I got up as quickly as I could and rushed out of the door.

“Remember! This is the kind of work you’ll like. So enjoy yourself!” Laurie said before I made it in the car just in time.


It turned out that I had enjoyed myself a little too much, and I got in trouble with the law on my very first day. It brought me back to my teenage days, but I wondered how this would go over for Laurie. I contacted her, but she seemed to have it all together.Screenshot-12

“I have friends in high places,” she bragged. Apparently, she had done some volunteer work at the science lab, and she was in good graces with one of the researchers. The researcher happened to be the brother of the police chief where I was, and before I knew it, I was free to go. Laurie teased me a good bit, but she seemed unconcerned for our image, and I was surprised about that.

“Everyone has secrets and makes mistakes. You’d be surprised about who has done what in their past here,” was her only comment on the matter. “Just work out all your mistakes in the beginning.”


Right now, Benny was mostly into working out. He insisted that he needed strong guys who could run fast and lift things. There would be more to learn later, he said. While I worked out, Laurie would spend every waking moment that she wasn’t at her job chatting with people around town. A lot of people already knew her and liked her. It seemed like she had been doing favors for people and improving her resume for an entire lifetime. She was so ready to prepare for her place in politics. We got a dog named Bella. She said it would make us look like a young, hip family.Screenshot-3

So, being with her was a little adventure on its own. I liked being consumed in my own life. I must admit, I felt like I fit in. I mean, getting paid to assist with crimes… amazing. And I didn’t judge Laurie’s calculating ways. She didn’t judge me for being a diabolical piece of shit. I know we’re an odd couple. But… dare I say it…. I was really happy.


Fast Times


The trio was silent as they stared at the hustle and bustle of Bridgeport. Ready or not, Michael Simmies was waiting on Vince and Basil to blow him away.


“Now… I think we’re going to just… take this street…” Vince said while staring at his phone. It had occurred to them all that maybe this hadn’t been the BEST idea. That’s why Basil felt he had to ace this audition. If he went home to his mom and told her how their lives were about to change, it would be a lot better than going home defeated and getting the punishment of a lifetime. After a lot of walking, anxiety increasing gradually with every step, they arrived to a mammoth building. All the buildings here were huge.


Basil shot his sister a look first and she smiled at him and gave him a quick pat on the back. If anyone deserved this, she knew he did. And she had gotten to tag along. The journey for her was epic. She felt like such a small someone in this city. She could get lost in a crowd, taste new foods, and see new people. It felt so beautiful. She wanted her brother to succeed because he was great. But she also knew that if his wildest dreams came true, she could go on tour with him and see the world. That’s what she craved.


Inside the building, a young, attractive woman sat at the front desk.

They all walked up with varying levels of confidence. Pepper barely looked up, Basil looked determined but nervous, and Vince looked cool and calm.

“Can I help you?” the lady asked nonchalantly.


“We’re here to see Michael Simmies,” Vince said proudly.

The lady clicked on her computer a bit and then asked, “And you are….?”

“Vince Fox and Basil Kay. We’re here for an audition,” Basil answered this time.

“Ah, one second…”


When it was clear that the woman (whose name was Denise) didn’t literally mean one second or even one minute, they sat down.

For over an hour, they went over everything over and over and over again in their heads. Their names were called eventually.


Denise escorted them onto the elevator and into Michael’s office.

“This is it!” Vince whispered excitedly. It was hard not to get excited as they kept going because the building looked fancier. Mr. Simmies was a hardworking and talented man, and he was about to give them a chance at a life of luxury.

“Mr. Simmies, Vince and Basil are here to see you,” Denise said before disappearing.


Pepper could no longer even feel her heart beat as she took a seat in his office. The chair she sat in felt heavenly. Meanwhile, Basil tried to keep his breathing normal, and he hoped his voice wouldn’t waiver. Luckily, remaining cool in business environments was Vince’s forte.

“My internet talent is here!” Michael said with a smile and he held out his hand to the boys. “Nice to meet you. You too, young lady,” he said nodding his head in acknowledgement toward Pepper.

“That’s my sister. She’s just here for… er… support,” Basil mumbled.

“Very well,” Michael said, sitting down in his chair again.


He glanced at the clock on the wall. “Alright. You guys have five minutes to impress me. Let’s go!”


The boys took out their instruments, took a deep breath, and gave it their all.


Pepper felt like she was holding her breath for the entire audition. Vince forgot to crescendo, but it wasn’t too noticeable. Basil’s voice sounded pretty good. She gripped the arm of her seat, looking out for the imperfections, hoping that she was the only one who’d notice them. Mentally she sang every single word along with the guys, and she didn’t realize that she was also mouthing the lyrics until halfway through the song. She pursed her lips together and tried to focus.


Finally the song came to an end. Pepper sat back in her seat. Vince gave a big smile at the end of the performance. Basil kept his eyes closed for a second before reading the expression on Michael’s face. He wanted this so bad. He had to have it.


Mr. Simmies looked like he was contemplating. That didn’t make Basil feel good.

“So, what’dya think?” Vince asked.

“Hmmm… It sounds upbeat. Really good lyrics. Very nice arrangement. I think it would go over well with your generation. However… I want you guys to consider something here for a second.”

The boys glanced at each other before staring back at Mr. Simmies. They had no choice but to consider what he was going to say next.

“I have this talent. Her name’s Mindy Payne. She’s got this unique voice, really cute image. Have you ever considered expanding your group? Cause, Basil, let me tell ya! Your voice is golden, but hers would compliment it. This would propel you guys from an internet group to superstars, I think. What do you say?”

Everyone looked around confused. This wasn’t what they’d anticipated at all.

“Can we discuss this for a second? Give us just a minute or two to decide?” Vince asked.


“Sure, sure. Take your time.”

Outside the door, everyone’s feelings erupted. Pepper’s mouth formed into a scowl and Basil kept asking, “What’s wrong with MY voice? Why does it need to be complimented?”

Vince was trying to figure out how this would affect the dynamics of the group and if this Mindy girl could even play an instrument and if so, if she would make a significant amount more or less than them. It was Pepper who finally broke the chaos.


“Guys, you should do it. So what another person comes along? No one can break this awesome bond you guys have. This is  a once and a lifetime opportunity. Think about it. He basically just said yes to you, you just have to accept this new girl. I know it’s not what you really came here for, but maybe she’d be a good addition.”

“She’s right,” Vince agreed. “We have to go back home with something. We have to.”

“Mmm… alright,” Basil muttered. “But I’m not sure about this.”

They went back into Michael’s office to discuss their contracts and Mindy. Whatever happened, whatever didn’t… Basil and Vince were now officially on Michael’s team. And they had something to prove. Nothing would get in their way.


Back at home, all hell had broken loose when Pepper and Basil arrived. At first Junie lectured them with how worried she was and how anything could’ve gone wrong. She never expected this from THEM. After a while after she calmed down, they broke the news to her. That was when she realized that there would be no stopping Basil. Inside, she felt weary. More like nervous. The music industry was cutthroat. But Basil had already taken the steps to do what he wanted to do, and he would soon be an adult. She congratulated him with a smile, and gave Pepper a hug.

“Yes, guys. Congratulations. Such talent and hard work deserves to be recognized,” Raymond commented before heading to the kitchen.

The twins looked at each other. Why was Raymond suddenly dropping compliments left and right?


“Weird!” Pepper whispered to Basil. He nodded in agreement.



Hey guys. Sorry I’ve been away for so long. The short version of my reasoning is school and work, and I can’t promise there won’t be more breaks. I am a software engineering student and I’m trying to get internships and get myself together. So I’ve been super busy. But I didn’t mean to go this long without an update.

Heir Vote

Sorry it took me so long to update this stuff! My classes have started and I’m trying not to get behind. I’m a junior and my major is computer science. So far, so good, but I have a lot less time to play the Sims 3. I will definitely try my best to keep up. Now I just need you guys to decide who should be the heir for Junie Kay, the founder of this legacy.


Junie’s traits are:

  • Family Oriented
  • Proper
  • Natural Cook
  • Overemotional
  • Nurturing

At the moment, she’s the Assistant Principal of a school and her sweetheart is Alvin. Now on to the actual heir choices…

The eldest Kay child is Raymond.


Raymond doesn’t love you or anything else. He was born with the evil trait and now he’s got big plans with Laurie Keen to gain some power over town. The question is if they’ll work well together or if there will be a power struggle! With such big ambitions, it’s a wonder if they’ll even make it. If they do, it’ll be interesting to see how Raymond decides to use his power and if that will conflict with Laurie’s plans and squeaky clean image. And what kind of dad would he be?

Raymond’s traits:

  • Evil
  • Handy
  • Grumpy
  • Party Animal



The second oldest Kay child (by a few minutes) is Basil! I don’t know if I’ve ever had a Sim child follow so closely in a parent’s footsteps. I choose all the traits by clicking random, and Basil had two really big traits in common with his father, Elisha. He’s, of course, an aspiring musician with lots of talent. His closest friends are his twin sister, Pepper, and his business savvy friend, Vince. Basil has never been in a relationship, but if his career takes off he will probably be getting lots of attention. I’m wondering if he can keep  a strong relationship or if his relationship will also be similar to his father’s (as in it doesn’t work out). Although he loves his music, he is lazy. That could cause issues in his career and life in general.

Basil’s traits:

  • Virtuoso
  • Perfectionist
  • Slob
  • Couch Potato



This youngest Kay child is Pepper. She is very quiet and she really seems to enjoy exploring. Although her story has been pretty slow, she has lots of potential due to her interests. She really hasn’t been able to define who she is as a person because Raymond has always been wreaking havoc across town. She was always just known as “Ray’s little sister”. Eventually, she was able to convince Junie to homeschool her, but she has developed an itch to get out of town. Fortunately, she is going to get a taste of the city life when she goes to Bridgeport with Basil.

Pepper’s traits:

  • Shy
  • Adventurous
  • Loves the Outdoors
  • Angler

So, the choice is yours! Whose story interests you the most? Who has the most potential? Who do you love? Who do you hate? Who would make the prettiest children? It might be an easy choice for some, but I’m totally interested to see how this vote will go. I am excited to continue the legacy with any of these characters and already have ideas in mind for all three.





To say that I was falling in love with Alvin would be a lie. Not something that couldn’t happen, though. I was just proceeding cautiously.


To be perfectly honest, my eldest consumed my thoughts the most. It wouldn’t be long before he was completely finished with high school. A lot of mothers expressed joy or sadness at their children leaving. I felt both, but mostly, I felt fear. He wasn’t ready to be out in the world responsibly. It wasn’t about getting a job or paying bills with him.

Raymond had a mean streak and I couldn’t even keep my eyes on him long enough to keep him out of trouble. The wrong crowd would find him and I feared he would get himself killed, kill someone else, or end up behind bars. I couldn’t even pretend otherwise.


There’s one person in this entire world who has given me hope. Her name’s Laurie. First I thought it was too good to be true. I’d read her name in the paper. She won student council and was prom queen and everyone knew she’d get Most Likely to Succeed. I wondered what she could want with Ray.

I made sure to ask Basil and Pepper at different times to see if it all checked out, and it did. When I said my prayers at night, I begged that she would rub off on him, and that he would not rub off on her.

A few weeks ago…


Raymond met up with Laurie a lot. Their relationship was in full swing, and it’d thrown everyone for a loop. It was a classic good girl meets bad boy story, and everyone was waiting to see who would give. The balance of this relationship just didn’t make enough sense. Laurie made straight A’s. Raymond was ever at school.


When Laurie visited the Kays residence, it was always peaceful. Junie was delighted by her. She was even more excited to hear that Laurie knew a thing or two about cooking. Laurie knew a thing or two about everything, though.


Basil chatted with her about how his music was coming along. Pepper didn’t say much, but she didn’t feel uncomfortable around Laurie. Pepper didn’t mind being in the same room as Ray when Laurie was around because for some reason, he listened to her. Or at least kept out of trouble when she was around.

That time they met up was magical… in just the weirdest way.


“Hey, beautiful,” Raymond greeted her. They were at the local beach and they were pretty much alone. Raymond listened to her boring explanation of the importance of a thesis statement. She wasn’t taking the bait like he wanted her to. Didn’t she know he didn’t give two fucks about school? He was never there except when he wanted to flirt with her, hang with friends or piss teachers off.


“And the body of the paper is when you go into more detail abou-”


Raymond pulled Laurie into a tight kiss. Neither of their first kisses. Raymond had strung along lots of girls. Some of them wanted to be with him for his notoreity. Others wanted to change him. He didn’t care about any of those girls. He didn’t even care about Laurie. But she would be his biggest trophy. He knew if he could get a girl as respected as her, he could damn well get anyone.

He kissed her for a good five seconds before he felt a smack right on his face.

“WHAT THE FUCK?” he yelled out of shock.

Before he could continue, Laurie told him to shut up.


“If you leave or move away from me, I’ll ruin your life,” she whispered. Again, he thought What the Fuck.. but he just stared. Laurie wasn’t the same Laurie he’d known at school.

“I need to chat with you… I think I have an idea.”

When he didn’t move, Laurie continued. The look on his face would almost be comical if she wasn’t about to go into a serious proposition.


“Just listen… I know you, Raymond. I am very close to all the faculty and staff at the school. I’m well-liked and trusted. I have access to just about anything. On top of that, I have a job at City Hall and I’m just observant. I know who’s cheating on who, who had a miscarriage, who has an illegitimate child, who does drugs. I know it all. So, I know all about you.”

She took a deep sigh.


“You may already know this, but I plan to become something big. I want to go into politics. I’m good with people. I would be excellent for this place. With any job in politics comes lots of power,” she gave a small smile. “No politician is a stranger to corruption. Sometimes you have to do what you have to do. It doesn’t mean I wouldn’t be good or help people out or make great changes. I’d just have to defeat my opponents in the process. In a few years, after I get more experience, I’ll be a shoe-in for the next election. I need someone who is sneakier than me and intimidating… I need someone to help me get to the top. If you want, you could come with me. You could do what you wanted and I could make sure through my connections that no one found out about it… Are you with me so far?”


“You are batshit crazy…” Raymond mumbled. “You want me to do your dirty deeds for you so that you can achieve your dreams? You may not even win any elections!”


“I will. You know I will. No one here can hold a candle to me. They’re looking for younger candidates to relate to people around our age. I will win easily. You just have to ask yourself if you want to end up in an orange jumpsuit behind bars or in a governor’s mansion with me? I know it’s a lot to ask. I know it’s weird. But if you want to… we can get this done. We can have power over this town and improve everything,” she said with a starry look in her eye. Politics was something she’d clearly thought deeply about.


Raymond sat there for a second. How many times did he deep down want to have a clean slate? Not really a clean slate… but he didn’t like being the one everyone assumed did everything. He definitely got caught easier because of that. If what Laurie said was true… he could take and do whatever he wanted all while dressed in a tux.

“What do you say?” Laurie asked.



The plan was going to take time. Laurie broke it all down to him when they met up. She was meticulous. She made she there were no people around, that there were no recordable devices and that they never discussed this information online or through text. It always had to be in person to “cover their tracks” they’d say. All he’d have to do, according to her, was be patient. That was a good rule to winning in general. She’d do all the schmoozing. If he stayed quiet and let her do the talking, that’d already be an improvement to his behavior. He’d also have to gradually stop sneaking out and doing crime. Or at least stop getting caught. Next would be smiling a bit, doing small favors for people, not being an asshole. Then he would start dressing nicer and get a decent job. After that, she knew they’d be fine.

The hardest part would be convincing Raymond’s family. They knew him best and feared for his future most. But Laurie genuinely liked them. Junie made her feel at home. Basil and Pepper were both sweethearts. Even she wondered how Raymond had turned out the way he did.

Vince was like Basil’s Laurie… minus the power part. He was going further in developing ideas for Basil.


It started with Vince and Basil performing in front of Pepper. She wasn’t a musical genius but she could give criticisms and ideas that were sometimes very useful. For now, she was the only person other than Vince that had heard him play, but Vince seemed to be hitting up nightclubs and bars to see if they had openings.


They got the same rejection every time. Despite Basil being the son of a pretty well-known guitarist, no one would hire him because they insisted he was too young or that his sound didn’t fit their scene. Hissound was unique for sure, but Basil knew that the town alcoholics just needed background music as their flirted at the bar. He felt like they were treating him unfairly.

Dealing with the owners of the nighttime hotspots was just the tip of the iceberg. Junie was trying her best to subtly push Basil away from his dream of music. She insisted that if he was able to get booked, he’d never be able to go out anyway. Not while he lived under her roof.

“You’re too young,” she’d say. Basil hated that the most, but he didn’t let it deter him.


One night while he was checking his email he got the best shock of his life thusfar. His song had gained a ton of views online, and because of that, he’d attracted the attention of Michael Simmies, a big time music producer. He was amazing at finding new talent and turning them into legends.

The last line of the email killed Basil, though.


To come audition in person, you must be at Bridgeport in one week. Email me if you’re ready to make your dreams come true.

He hovered the mouse over the delete button. He knew he couldn’t do it. It just couldn’t happen. He had school and Junie would forbid it. Just before he clicked he felt someone watching him. It was Pepper.

There was an awkward pause before she said, “Basil, you have to do this. We always come second to Raymond. If he can follow his dreams of being awful, you can follow yours of being great. Let’s go to Bridgeport. I’ve always wanted to go.”


So, in secret, the twins (and Vince) booked a flight to the big city. It was now or never.


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I came home from work this afternoon to find the surprise of a lifetime! I’d stayed late at work to grade papers and proofread essays, and when I got home there was a large gathering waiting for me. At first, I thought it must’ve been Raymond. He had been grounded and begging to go to a party, so I thought he had thrown a party at the house and invited my friends to spite me. I looked around confused and a little nervous. Everyone had already settled into groups, talking about their jobs and the weather. I saw Ursula coming quickly toward me, but I couldn’t even hear what she said because I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw Elisha. At that point I REALLY thought it must’ve been Raymond trying to make me feel embarrassed. It was working.


“Woah! It’s your ex husband!” one of the younger teacher’s aides laughed as I walked through the crowd. I ignored her.

“What is going on?” I asked Elisha. Everytime I saw him I got a flashback of our lives, and it had all diverged into this single moment of us, exes, standing in my living room trying to figure out why we were in the same building at the same time.

“I don’t know. I got a phone call earlier this morning from Basil. He begged me to come. Said he had something to show me. I skipped out on the theater to come see it… I guess he’s got some explaining to do…”

“Yes,” I agreed. “He does. He must’ve invited you for a reason. The kids miss you, and Raymond has been acting out. It’s just been so stressful lately.”


Elisha smiled at me.

“You’re a great mom, Junie. Always were. Always will be.”

He seemed genuine, but I felt like I was in the middle of something that was unintended for me.

“Well, thanks, Elisha. I’m going to go to my room and grade some papers. The kids wanted to see you I think so. I’ll just let this happen, just this once.”


Standing on the stairs was Pepper. She watched us intently. Usually at this time she would be outside playing or catching fish, but she just watched us with a curious look in her eyes. We exchanged a look between us. I knew she understood it by the look on her face afterward.

Are you guys getting back together?

No, Pepper. It’s not going to happen, honey.

Basil ran past his sister and jumped and gave his father a big hug. They clearly needed to catch up, and while they did that, I needed to contact Raymond because he wasn’t home and he definitely should’ve been… That boy was always getting into some kind of trouble.


Basil and Pepper’s next birthday was uneventful. Prom was coming up and with four teenagers in the house, I absolutely needed to cut costs where I could. Basil transformed overnight. His room got messy, but my did he remind me of his father. More and more each day. He expressed to me that he needed to play music. I didn’t think I would enjoy listening to the sound of a guitar wafting through the house. It would bring me back to another time in my life. Instead, I promised him that he’d be getting a nice keyboard. That way he could have access to a wide range of sounds and he could really explore. When he got it, he spent hours locked away in his room. He could really be focused when he wanted to.


Pepper, on the other hand, spent all her time outside, which was no surprised. She was a sweet girl, and I was proud of all my children. Even Raymond, although I had a hard time picking out what to specifically be proud of. But he was still mine, and I couldn’t just cast aside my love for him. I could tell that he would never feel the same for me. I yearned for the mutual bond I thought I’d felt when he was smaller, but he had no trouble expressing his disdain for me and his siblings. Basil always focused his attention on other things, but Pepper was genuinely afraid of her oldest brother. She’d grown shy because of it. She never liked being around new people. She hated being around people who might recognize her as “Ray’s sister”. It seemed like nature was her only true friend, and although I was happy she’d found an escape like I’d found in cooking, I knew that that would never be enough. I worried for her.

When prom came, I was excited for each of my children for different reasons. Basil would get the chance to get off his butt, Pepper would get the chance to interact with others, and Raymond just… well Raymond just needed to have a night where he couldn’t possibly cause trouble.


Of course, I was wrong, though. He got into a fight on the dance floor with a jock, and he ended up offending a teacher. I was shocked, though, that he got Prom King. But should I have been? I don’t know. Raymond did have a reputation. It preceded him. He certainly had a bad boy way about him, and maybe that was charming to his classmates. I hoped that his peers didn’t encourage his behavior…


Basil seemed pretty unhappy when he got home. All in all, he described it as a fun night until someone threw punch on him for asking her to dance. I was furious, but I buried inside. Not only was someone rude to him, but they had messed up his very expensive suit.


Pepper simply described the night as “uneventful”. I talked to Basil about it and he insisted that she just stared at the decorations and drank punch. Of course, she avoided her big brother like the plague and left as soon as he was announced Prom King.   Screenshot-9

Sometimes it hit me like a ton of bricks that my kids were growing up fast. They weren’t just growing out of old clothes and toys like before. They were growing straight into adulthood. Basil’s personality was turning out to be just like his father’s. It almost creeped me out. He was growing more and more confident in his musical ability, and even though I didn’t want him to, I knew he’d eventually fall right into his father’s footsteps. They were a close pair, and when he wasn’t talking about music with his dad, he was chatting with his new friend, Vince. I’m not really sure how those two found each other. The friendship was unlikely in my opinion, but Basil insisted that Vince was a really good guy. Basil always told Vince about how he wanted to become a musician and travel the world, eventually becoming a big star!

“It’s like it’s not even a want anymore. I feel like I need the music,” he would say.


Vince, on the other hand, was from a pretty noble family. They weren’t very rich, but they had more money than us and they’d been in Appaloosa Plains far longer than I had, so they had connections. Vince claimed he wanted to be a musician and that he loved music, but he was a business guy. That’s what he was being groomed to do. With his mother being a nurse and his father being a small time politician, they wanted him to pursue something more practical than music.


Maybe Basil knew it, too. Maybe he just didn’t say anything to his friend. Whatever the reason may be, they’d built a friendship off of their ambitions. Basil would take his keyboard and play Moonlight Sonata, and Vince would stand there and feel the music. I think that’s what he could do. He wasn’t a real musician, but he felt something about it even though music was probably out of his reach realistically.


Basil would try to teach him. Vince had managed to buy a four string guitar from someone, and he was ecstatic about it, so Basil would teach him simple chords to play with while he delved into more serious things. Although they were on two different levels, they understood each other, and there was something beautiful about that.


Even though Basil seemed to enjoy social interaction at a normal level, Pepper had insisted that she couldn’t take the students at her school. At first I held firm and kept telling her that the public school was what was best for her, but as time wore on, I heard the rumors too about Raymond. Basil could easily brush it all off and become his own person, but Pepper was too shy to carve out a unique personality for herself. She was going to stay in her troublesome brother’s shadow and remain unhappy if nothing so done. So, I homeschooled her. While I worked, she did assignments and studied at home. It was a good thing I already had experience teaching. This was a peace of cake for both of us.


While I was gone, she would usually work hard, but sometimes, her mind got distracted on her computer.

Enter now for a cruise for two!

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So many ads about travel, and she’d been stuck in this place under Ray’s thumb. The foreign lands seemed appealing to her, but it was conflicting. If she traveled, she would be surrounded by nature in a new environment and away from Ray… but she would be away from everything and everyone familiar. She knew that she wanted to do it, but she just wasn’t sure when she’d work up the nerve to go see the world.


One day… she promised herself. For now, the simple joys of the plains would be enough for her.



Raymond had been grounded for so long that he knew he wasn’t going to get to do anything until he was about thirty. So he felt like he might as well sneak out and enjoy himself. He wouldn’t let his stupid mother ruin anything for him. Tonight, he was with Laurie. She was President of the student council and had also won Prom Queen. He’d had to share a dance with her which he didn’t care for… but he could see the perks of being with someone with such great standing with the student body.

“So, do you think we could start studying together? I need help with math. Math’s a bitch.”

“Of course! I’d love to help out,” Laurie insisted.

This is gonna be too easy… Ray thought to himself. He just had to continue to work his way into her naive little heart and then he could start taking action.


“You’re pretty awesome, Laurie,” he said, pausing for a second. “You know, your eyes look beautiful.. wow.”

Laurie blushed


“Maybe after we study, we could… hang out. I’d love to spend time with you alone. Just us.”


“Of course. We can spend lots of time together. I’d love that. See ya then?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

“Yeah, Laur. See ya then.”


As Raymond walked away, Laurie couldn’t help but smile. Sure he was a bad boy, but he was a cutie. She knew his tricks. She knew he was up to something. He never just let people get close to him. He was always trying to manipulate a situation to his benefit. In other words, he was trying to use her. But he wasn’t as smart as her. He was sharp, but not that sharp. She’d won over the student body and her teachers with her charm, grace and charisma, and he wasn’t about to mess it up. Her smile grew deeper. They would make a good alliance. She definitely had plans after graduation. BIG plans. If he scratched her back, she’d scratch his too. She just needed to play her cards right. And he damn well better play his right, too.

Junie’s Diary


 So… I haven’t been keeping up with my life completely. There’s this man that I met. He’s also a teacher, and his name’s Alvin. He asked me on a date one night. I said no. He was persistent, though, and about two weeks later he asked me again. I said yes that time, but I lied last minute and said I couldn’t make it. Another month went by, and once again he asked me on a date. This time, I said yes and went. I don’t know why I ended up saying yes. His persistance had something to do with it, but I liked Alvin. He seemed like someone I would be friends with. He had a deep, hearty laugh and he actually loved teaching. He was enthusiastic about it which was great, because I needed to see some new perspectives about it so that I’d stay motivated myself.

The night started off slow. We just walked around and talked about our lives. Eventually, it led to me telling him about Raymond, Basil and Pepper. I didn’t get into too much detail since he taught at the school, but I began venting about what I wished for each of them. Then that led to him asking about their father, so I told him about my marriage and what went wrong. It was a bit much for a first date, but I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. We just relaxed and chatted.


 At some point, we found a soft spot in the grass and sat down. I continued blabbering away. He listened patiently. Then when it was his turn to talk he told me about his college years and how he was close to being married once, but the woman ended things before they made it down the aisle. It was nice to just converse with him.

“You know, you’re a really nice person, Junie. I’d love to do this again,” he said.


 “I don’t know where this will go, but I liked tonight. I had fun. So, yes, we should definitely do this again. Maybe next time I could cook for you,” I offered.

“I’d like that. I’d like that a lot,” he said, scooting closer to me. I didn’t say anything. I just sat there with him and enjoyed the comfortable silence as the crickets chirped away somewhere in the distance.


Watching the stars, I suddenly felt like everything would be alright. Everything was changing, but all four of us Kays were working towards something in our lives. We all needed inner Even Raymond. Even me.



It was right around this time that Raymond began to put two and two together. Mom wasn’t home and now he had more control of his own life and freedom than he had before. It was a beautiful realization! And of course, he wasn’t about to waste time reading passages in textbooks and mouthing off to teachers at school when the real fun was elsewhere.


While Junie was off on her “vacation”, Raymond remembered that there was a specfic part of town that he was never allowed to go to, so of course he went there while he still could. Rustler’s Den was a very old building that looked to be abandoned, but when he tried to open the door, it wouldn’t budge, and he was sure he heard footsteps scurrying about inside.

“Hey! Let me in dumbass!” he yelled while kicking the door. He kept trying until he was tired, but it made him angry that those idiots wouldn’t open the door for him..


“Hey! I’m from out of town. I was wondering if you knew where- ”

“Hey, look! Fuck you, alright? It’s not my job to show you around. Dumbass. I hope you freeze,” Raymond said furiously. The poor travleler stood dumbfounded. He’d heard that Appaloosa Plains was such a nice small town, and he was only trying to find the Business Office so that he could get a job. But every town had a “bad area” and he was sensing that this was it. Who knows if this kid was on drugs or had a weapon?

“I’ll just go”


The traveler understood the name of the game a little too late. Raymond was already angry from rejection, cold from being outside, and he knew his mother would be alerted of his absence when she returned. He needed SOMETHING to take his anger out on. Before the man could even turn away, Ray grabbed him by his collar and began slapping him. The man tried to defend himself, but Raymond was quick and determined. He tackled the man to the ground and began kicking him in the ribs and stomach. Once his anger had mostly subsided, he saw the man bloodied and bruised below him. He ran away with a smile on his face. Being bad felt so good.


As Raymond continued to skip school, news of his angry tantrums, pranks, and fights spread around town. All around town. Even the elementary school. Some of the teachers loved to gossip. Basil was the first to hear of the news as he was delivering a sheet of paper to Mrs. Johnson in the teacher’s lounge.


Basil knew that if he left his brother alone and stayed out of his way, he would be fine. He had other things to focus on anyway. His look was inspired by his dad’s rock and roll career that he just begun to really take off. Elisha had replaced the lead guitarist for a pop star and was coming up in the music biz. Elisha encouraged all of the kids to explore their talents and the arts, so Basil would keep the stresses of school and his mean brother away by painting. His father was a much bigger inspiration that just that, though. Basil knew that one day, as soon as he could afford it, he would buy an instrument and play for people. Until then, he would work on getting perfect marks on tests.



With hard work came hard… relaxtion. Sweet little Basil’s only flaw was that he could be very lazy. Sure, he wanted to make great grades, but he had to always remind himself to do homework first and then watch tv or paint later. Sometimes he was unsuccessful in getting things done, but he would always remind himself that at least he wasn’t the worst Kay child. That spot went to Ray.


In sad news, little Pepper didn’t cope well with having her mother away. The days felt like months. When Basil told her that Raymond was going around tormenting people and skipping school, she was shocked. He wasn’t afraid of anything it seemed, and she certainly couldn’t defend herself against him. He knew she was afraid. Pepper needed extra attention, and Junie was great at nurturing her. Sometimes it was checking for monsters under the bed or letting her sleep in her room during a thunderstorm, but Junie always tried her best to make her easily scared daughter comfortable. Now that she was away, Raymond preyed on his little sister, making her cry every day.


Basil cast sympathetic looks at his sister, but he knew he would get pummeled if he tried to intervene, so instead, he encouraged Pepper to find something to do so that she could avoid Ray. She realized that she loved being outside. There was something about the snow that winter that was captivating to her. She would go outside for hours admiring wildlife, trying to be extra quiet so that they wouldn’t run away. She would also go ice skating on the lakes, pretending she was the queen of the seasons, and she just happened to prefer the cold today. She would skate and explore for hours until it was late enough and she knew that Ray would be asleep. She just hoped that her mother would come back soon.

Diary of Junie Kay


I remembered nothing. One minute I was running away and feeling anxious and in the blink of an eye, I was standing in front of my house with a green alien. I couldn’t move, but I saw it wink at me and smile before disappearing into thin air. Slowly I could move my fingers then my toes then the rest of my body. I ran inside to check on my children! Thankfully they were safe. I checked my cell phone to see that I had been gone for one week, and I had also gotten a ton of messages from coworkers.

I know you’re on vacation… but have you heard about your son?

Junie, do you want me to chat with Raymond?

I think you should know, Ms. Kay, that your oldest child has been terrorizing the town!!!


Me heart sank as I prepared for bed. I had countless messages and missed calls on my phone. I couldn’t go away for a simple vacation without Raymond acting up! I cried a little bit and wondered where I went wrong….


The next day at work was a living hell for me. It started that morning when Basil and Pepper hugged me ever so tightly and wouldn’t let go, begging me not to go on vacation ever again. I asked them what they had heard and what had been done, and I was furious! Raymond wasn’t just any old bully, he was bullying his siblings and perfect strangers alike. I went into his rooms and snatched the covers off of him.

“WHAT THE FU- Oh… mom. When did you get home,” he asked in a fake sweet voice, but this time I knew better.

“What is wrong with you, Raymond?! I can’t go on a vacation without hearing about your antics. I am extremely disappointed in you. You aren’t allowed to do anything, ya hear? No dances, no outings, no prom if this keeps up! Find another way to spend your time.”

At work I got a ton of angry stares and I was the center of attention despite not many people talking to me. I felt so embarrassed and had to cry in the bathroom a few times. I just wished that everyone would know that I wanted to be a great mom, the best mom and I didn’t ever encourage this behavior.


Every single day I would go into Raymond’s room and sit in there with him to make sure he didn’t go anywhere else. In the mean time, I played chess. He was welcome to join me if he wanted, but his facade was gone after I yelled at him. He just sat back and muttered mean things about me under his breath. It hurt to hear him refer to me as a cow and for him to say things like “I know why dad divorced you…” but I had moved on from that. I knew he was just trying to get a rise out of me.



“You know… mom’s always cooped up inside with us. Or she’s at work,” Basil said one day. Pepper was like his best friend. Sometimes he wondered if Raymond was so angry because he didn’t have a twin to talk to everyday. He’d tried to ask him if that’s why he was so mad, but Raymond didn’t respond. He just held up his middle finger and slammed a door.

“Yeah. She’s doing grown up stuff, though. Besides, I’m glad she’s watching Raymond. He creeps me out,” Pepper admitted. She had continued to go outside and explore the world around her. One of her favorite hobbies was now fishing, but she always released the fish because she didn’t one time and it died.

“I have a plan! How about.. we get mom and dad back together?” Basil asked excitedly.

Pepper looked up with wide eyes. She had very few memories of her parents together as a couple.

“I”m listening…”


The next morning the twins woke up with bright eyes and bushy tails, ready for this school day to be done with so that they could get the plan moving along. They pretended to do homework and they whispered to each other so that no one… not even Raymond… could ruin their plans.

“Did you call dad?” Pepper asked Basil. He nodded, looking behind him to make sure Raymond wasn’t eavesdropping.

“He’s coming. I also invited some other friends so that it wouldn’t be so awkward. I think that after being married for such a long time, though, they’ll have to talk.”

They ran outside to catch the bus. Today was going to be interesting.


Authors Note: I do not condone the use of the word retard… Just used it to really bring out a character’s asshole-ness


It was really simple to get it done. All it took was deep thought, careful planning, and quiet observation. Dad seemed to resent the fact that mom didn’t ever want to do anything except raise children. Mom resented the fact that dad was always working and playing music. They still loved each other they insisted. Well… I wanted to see the boundaries of love… and get some entertainment in the process. It was so fun to get it started.

“Dad, why do I have to go to school?”

“Ray, school is important. You still have a lot to learn. I’m working hard so one day you’ll go to college, get a degree, and get a good job. It’ll be worth it! You’re a smart kid. Just keep working on your multiplication, you’ll be fine.”

“I guess I should go to school… Just the other day I heard mom saying you didn’t go to college and that’s why you’re always working with no time for anyone but yourself. I would hate for mom to be mad at me!”

I skipped right away, but not before glancing over my shoulder to see my dad pissed off!


Then came the arguing. Mom was always talking about how quiet I was and how I was such a good kid. Little did she know, huh? I would sit downstairs, pretending to do my homework while listening to them argue. It went from “we’re having problems” to “It’s all your fault” to “I can’t take this anymore”….. and I had helped things roll right along slowly but surely. Sometimes I had to mention little untruths to mom and sometimes I had to do it to dad, but a fight would always break out. Then, I didn’t have to do anything. They couldn’t stand each other! I knew that this divorce would equal fun observation for me as well as double the gifts and celebrations for birthdays and Christmas. I just had to wait patiently.


I can barely breathe. Elisha has gone on tour for the next few months… but he served me divorce papers! I knew that our marriage was all but over, but the more I looked at the papers, the more I thought about how I felt before. I had been in two relationships in my life and both hurt, but this was something I knew I’d never get over. I barely thought of James anymore, but now I was giving up the man I had had children with. The guy I thought wanted to be my soulmate. He enjoyed his music and he sent money often, but it didn’t make me feel any better.Screenshot-9

I tried explaining things to Raymond. It was very hard to do. The poor child just gave me a hug and hung his head low. He understood that his father wouldn’t be around as much, and I promised that we both still loved him and would be available to him whenever he needed.Screenshot-3

The twins, on the other hand, were pretty oblivious to everything since they were still babies. It made me sad to realize that they wouldn’t know of Elisha and I during happier times. Teaching them to walk and talk went by smoothly, but it was much harder doing it alone.

Being alone in general just sucked. Even though Elisha and I weren’t getting along, his presence was missed. When I wasn’t trying to block out the thought that I was about to be someone’s ex-wife, I worked. I was now a high school teacher, and I was no longer teaching my babies. They were long gone, some of them in college now, others taking up local jobs, and some had moved away. I no longer felt connected to the students like I had before. I was always on auto-pilot in the classroom. Instead, I made friends with the other teachers for once. I needed adults to lean on. Some of them had been through a divorce already, and they had plenty of advice to give as well as offering to hang out with me.Screenshot-10

I decided that while Elisha was gone, I needed to discover myself and find hobbies. I needed to live for me. I began doing what I loved the most – Cooking! Now, though, I was really vested in it and I purchased cook books and really began to learn a wide variety of recipes. By doing that, I was able to learn some of the most difficult ones to master, something I’ve always wanted to do! I eventually found out that Elisha was dating someone else through Raymond. I wasn’t surprised that he had found another woman. There were many other pretty, younger women for him to pick from that he toured with. I decided that it would be best to remain cordial for our children, and as soon as he came back to town, I allowed Raymond, Basil, and Pepper to see him, but I kept my distance.

I realized that I was getting older. My life had been a constant battle of trying to gain what I could without losing anything, and here I was twenty something years later with a lot of losses and a lot of gains. I didn’t feel as if I couldn’t go on, though, because now I had the joy of watching my children grow. I decided to let go of any anger I held toward my ex husband. It took time. It took a lot of time. I just couldn’t throw away the love I felt for him, and I know I will always feel love for him, but the divorce might’ve been for the best.

Instead of resigning myself to a lifetime of regret and moping, I signed myself up for a vacation!

“But MOOOOOOOM!” Basil and Pepper exclaimed after I told them I’d be taking a trip.

“We wanted you to be here for us when – when school started,” Basil insisted, looking a little sad.

“Ah, honey. Of course I’ll be back before then. I promise. Mama just needs some time to relax and enjoy life. I’ll bring you guys treats, and I’m sure Raymond will – well he’s very quiet, but I’ll cook meals beforehand. I won’t be gone long.”


I packed my bags and called a taxi service. Since I was leaving around four in the morning, I kissed all my children while they were sleeping.

“I love you,” I whispered to each of them before going outside. As I waited for the cab to come, I thought I noticed something outside… something ethereal. I ran up to it to get a better view and I definitely saw something!

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“Gladys? Mama??” I whispered to the weird glow.

“WRONG!” I heard something or someone exclaim in my head. It was like it was there but it… wasn’t. Before I knew it some.. some UFO came out of nowhere! I swear that there was a little green thing in there just like the movies. I tried running away, but that just seemed to excite it.


A huge wave of panic rushed over me, and that’s all I can remember from that night.



When Pepper woke up the next morning, she already knew that her mom had left them delicious waffles in fridge. Pepper loved waffles almost as much as she loved yummy buttermilk pancakes. But then she remembered that Raymond did NOT care for waffles nearly as much, so she used her new Little Helper Oven to bake vanilla muffins. She pretended she was her mom cooking for a big happy family. After she washed up and brushed her teeth, she took her muffins downstairs for breakfast, just in time for them to cool off. Basil cheerfully joined her, then she heard Ray stomping downstairs. He was always so grumpy. He scared her, honestly.Screenshot-6Screenshot-8

She remembered when she was a little younger that he was so mean when their parents weren’t looking. If she had a toy, he’d take it. If Basil was drinking from a cup, he’d snatch it away and put it somewhere they couldn’t reach. If mama gave them gummy candies, he’d steal it as soon as the adults went away. Pepper could tell from the loud stomping that his mean streak had only gotten worse if anything.


They hurried with their food. Pepper finished up rather quickly, but Basil couldn’t stuff his mouth fast enough.

“Morning,” Basil said to his brother as he entered the kitchen.

“Don’t speak to me. It’s too early. Redheads are always so damn stupid. You get it from mom.”

Basil didn’t know what to say and his mouth just contorted. Luckily, the elementary school bus honked outside.

“Bye, retards!” Ray said after throwing Pepper’s plate of muffins into the garbage. This was gonna be a long few days.

Very Stressful Week

Hey! This isn’t relevant at all to my legacy (which I’m about to update). I haven’t been great about keeping up with my comments and stuff this week. I got two adorable guinea pigs this week that I named Mocha and Diablo. I’m moving into my apartment tomorrow which I’m super excited about. But today has been terrible! I’m at home for a few days until I move into my apartment and my mom asked me to run to the store and get her something. I got in the car and didn’t know the dog was snoozing underneath it and I ran over her foot. It was awful. I will spare you the details but we thought she was gonna bleed to death. Thankfully, the vets have been working on her. She had her surgery almost as soon as we got her there and we just have to wait to see if she heals. Her name is Cinnamon. She’s a sweetheart. I can’t stop thinking about the accident and her foot and I feel extremely guilty. I just want her to be ok, though, because I would never intentionally hurt an animal like that. I guess I just needed to vent. This week has been so busy! Thanks for all the comments and for reading my posts. It makes me feel really good to know that people enjoy reading my legacy.



Since Mama’s funeral life had been a whirlwind of depression. Elisha ran into the room to try and comfort me but I was hysterically crying. I was very close to my mother, and I felt like I had neglected her when she needed me most. I inherited everything from her, which wasn’t very much. I found out I was expecting baby number two. However, I was in no mood to care. I had never felt anything like this before in my life and I knew I never would again. Her funeral was full of upstanding citizens from the church and lots of nosey people who wanted to see how I was doing. I felt like me and my family were sharing all the attention during her funeral. It drained me even more. I didn’t want to eat. I just wanted to sleep. I took time off of work from this pregnancy because I needed it.


Ursula tried to console me when she wasn’t busy at her office. I knew that she wasn’t the emotional type though, so I suspect that she was avoiding me during this time of bereavement. I secretly wondered if she could relate to how I was feeling. She seemed sad during Gladys’s funeral, but they weren’t close. I missed Gladys at this time, too. It seemed like life was going too fast.


Life doesn’t always go according to plan, Junie! I could hear her saying it.


I tried to push it out of my head. I had to focus on being a good mother, even if it meant I had to force myself to eat and teach my son before we moved. Raymond was going to be starting school in a few years, so we needed to make sure he could talk, write, walk, potty, and recite his alphabet and numbers in a seemingly short time span. I decided that I had to stop thinking about what ifs and get to work for Raymond’s sake.





More silence.

“Raymond… Say three…”

Instead of paying any attention to me he just stared at me with a defiant look. I sighed then felt the need to go throw up.

“Dammit!” I said in front of my three year old before running to the toilet to puke. Morning sickness sucked. I walked back into Ray’s room and sat down.


“Sorry, sweetie. Mama just hasn’t been feeling well… Wanna go over your numbers some more?”

“Dammit! Dammit!” my baby yelled. Horror washed over me.

“Oh god… I-”

He kept saying it louder and louder, each time he grew more amused at the distress it was causing me. Raymond had had his terrible twos… and now threes… I knew it would go away soon if I remained in charge and patient.


“Raymond! Stop it this instant. That’s a bad word!,” I insisted.

He crawled away from me and started playing with a toy. I felt like I was failing miserably. Now I would have to teach him words he didn’t wanna learn AND teach him not to say the one word he was keen on. Lucky for me, Elisha walked into the house just then. I cooked dinner then went to bed, but not before Ray told his dad Dammit four times in a row.


The next morning I woke up to go to the doctor. It was one of the biggest shocks of my life. Everything went normally while we got up and got dressed and sat in the waiting room. However, the visit itself was quite extraordinary.


“Good morning, Mrs. Kay,” the doctor said in his sly southern accent. “How ya holdin up?”


“I’m…. ok, doctor…. Just fine. Excited to learn about my little one.”

He got started by asking me a few questions and reviewing over what the nurses checked. I lied to him when I promised that I’d been eating right and he set to work checking on the baby.


“This gel will be a little cold, but it’s necessary for the sonogram,” he said to me as if I hadn’t already done this before. I couldn’t wait to see my baby!

He moved around on my belly while I patiently stared at the screen with him.


“Well I’ll be darn. You’re having twins, Mrs. Kay. Two babies.”

I was excited to tell Elisha. I walked through the door with my heart not quite as heavy.


I waited patiently with delivering the news because I knew Elisha was close to a promotion, and that’d be the best time to reveal it. I worked with Raymond on his walking skills. Potty training had been going smoothly, and he was also picking up other words other than “Dammit!”, but he would still scream it loudly from time to time. Because of that, I was weary about taking him with me to the store and the park, but I knew it was my fault he was saying it. One night Elisha strolled in, happy because he’d gotten that promotion and raise. He caught me just as I was eating some delicious Hot n’ Sour soup.


“Hey, babe!” he said plopping down next to me. “How are you? And the baby?”


“What? What is it?” he asked curiously.

“Well… we aren’t having A baby. We are having TWO babies! Twins! I’ve always wanted twins! They’re going to be so cute! We can get them matching outfits and cute names and-”

Elisha looked really upset.


“Can we afford twins?!” he asked.

“With your promotion and with me working as well, we can, Elisha. I thought you’d be excited. Don’t you like being a father?” I asked, my feelings slowly crumbling.

“This is happening too fast,” he said before getting up and going outside to play his guitar.


The next few months rolled by. I felt like me and Elisha were walking on eggshells. Yes, we did move fast. Not too fast, though. Not to me. Most of the time he was very supportive of the pregnancy and rubbed my belly, but there were also times when I’d see him staring at the doctor’s bills and worrying too much. We had enough money to cover this pregnancy, but we weren’t gonna live lavishly. I knew we would definitely be ok for the move, and that’s what mattered to me. He would usually just play his guitar until he was out of his bad mood.


Right before the babies were due, my oldest baby became a child! I was so excited. He was about to start school. It was the beginning of the beginning.

“Wow! You’re so big now! You’re growing up so fast,” I cooed over Raymond.

“Yeah, mom. That’s great… now… why didn’t I have a party? Why does my room look like this? There’s still a crib and everything…”

He sure had a lot of questions!


“Well son-”

“I’m hungry,” he said grumpily before stomping away to the kitchen. I followed behind him, but had to rest near a wall. I knew something was happening. The babies were coming and Elisha was still at work!


My water broke, and I was standing there thinking of how I could explain to my son (who had a lot of questions to ask and loved the word Dammit) why I was standing in a puddle of what looked like urine.

“Mom, did you just pee on yourself? Really?” he said from the dinner table.

“No! No, Raymond. I need you to call your dad… The babies are coming!”

He stood there for a second as if he was contemplating things, but I was in a lot of pain.

“Raymond!” I said between breaths. “I need you to go… and do that… NOOOOW!”

He trudged over to the phone and dialed his father’s number.

“Hey, dad. Mom says babies are coming. Mhm. Ok,” I heard him say nonchalantly. “Dad will be here soon.”

I let out a sigh of relief and walked around a bit while he continued to slurp his soup.


I’d thought that my weight gain with Ray was bad, but this time was even worse. It was still worth it, though. I was no longer petite, but I had two more beautiful children that I loved to death. Since we named Raymond after Elisha’s grandfather, I chose the names of the twins. The thing I loved second to being a wife and mother was cooking, so I named my son Basil and my daughter Pepper. We bundled them up and took them to our home, but the very next week we moved into a bigger, better home that had enough room for all of us. It dawned on me that Elisha may have been right. Finances were tighter than I had thought, and the cost of the house was barely within our budget, but we managed to get everything squared away.

There was just one thing that still needed atttention, and that was my marriage. I knew that Elisha seemed distant. We hadn’t had much romantic interaction since our children had been born, and I missed and needed that. I knew that it was something that had to be discussed. I just wasn’t ready, though, to bring that up. I needed time, so we poured ourselves into childrearing, but as we cheered our children on, we both knew that there was an elephant in the room growing bigger and bigger as time passed.


Elisha spent more time than ever at work, sometimes coming home to soothe the babies before they went to sleep. Raymond would often lurk around the house quietly, only coming out of his room to watch television, eat, and use the bathroom. He seemed to be a quiet kid. One day when Ray was at school and Elisha had a rare day off, I saw him in the kitchen with his guitar.

“I have a surprise for you! Good news!” he insisted. I smiled, excited to hear what he had to say.


Over the most beautiful melody… my husband told me that he had gotten an offer to go on tour. An offer to go on tour while we had three children (two who couldn’t walk or talk or do anything). I didn’t know what to say without letting my anger boil over. I felt stuck. It was official. Something had to change. I just stared at him and let my thoughts flow. This wasn’t what a happy marriage was supposed to feel like.


“Junie? Hello? Earth to Junie?” he said, waving his hands over my face.

“So, I’m just supposed to sit here alone while you travel?” I said calmly as ever. I refused to erupt. I loved Elisha, and yelling wouldn’t get us anywhere… but this wasn’t a good spot for us and I had to accept that.

“Yes. We will be able to afford help anyway. You knew I dreamt of this when we got married. I AM a musician…”


We couldn’t get along unless we were watching the children so that’s what we stuck with. We didn’t touch each other at night, and I spent more time calling and confiding in an aging Ursula than I ever had before.


Raymond’s POV

Parents… you love them. You hate them. I just wish… mine would stay consistently miserable. For my sake! Looks like it’s up to me to start the fun.



I was carefully tracking my pregnancy using online resources, apps, and books written by the best doctors. Still, nothing could really prepare me for the back pain I had. Elisha tried his best by giving me massages which was sweet.


Another thing that I hated were my cravings. It was like my body was having a battle. My back pain was telling me to lie down and my taste buds were telling me to get up and cook. I usually got up because I figured the cravings were all the things my baby wanted, and I wanted him or her to know that their mama was a good cook.


I was also still working. There was no reason for me not to. I was finally an elementary school teacher just like I’d always wanted to be. The children were perfect angels, save one or two, and I was almost certain their home lives weren’t so great. I’d try to make class as fun but educational as possible. We went over fractions using cookies and celebrated every holiday. I wanted to be forever imprinted in these kids’ brains.


As the birth of the baby came closer, I began to have “false alarms”. Elisha and I considered ourselves prepared but every time it happened we’d feel a wave of panic wash over us. I’d just gotten done eating an entire plate of cookies when my water broke and there was no denying what was happening. Unfortunately, Elisha was out at the theater working hard for a promotion. I had to call him from work to come pick me up and take me to the hopsital. I was extremely anxious the entire way. I wasn’t going to leave the hospital the same person, and we weren’t going to be the same family. From that point on I knew I’d be responsible for another life and helping a person develop. The thought of it made me cry. I was in labor for hours then I finally heard the wail of a newborn baby. My son was finally here.


He had his father’s blond hair, and he was so beautiful and tiny. We named him Raymond after Elisha’s grandfather. The nursery we decorated was very simple but it was adorable and comforting. The first night we brought him home, both Elisha and I took turns just standing over the crib and watching our baby sleep. He was a perfect little angel. Eventually, we had to crawl into bed even though we’d only get a few hours of sleep at best.

“Isn’t he perfect?” I whispered in the dark room to my husband. “He looks so much like you, Elisha! It’s amazing.”

“Yea,” he agreed. “I can’t believe this is our life now.”



I loved being a mother. The weight gain, labor pains, and sleepless nights were all alright with me for the end result. I had made one of my greatest dreams come true! I had a family. Life had a funny way of changing things up but my… it sure worked out in the end. I spent the next six weeks really bonding with my baby boy the best I could. He was a quiet little guy with a serious face. It was very hard to make him laugh, but he had the cutest way of doing it after he spit up on me or when he pulled on hair. Elisha spent time with him before and after work. He was new to being a dad and new to being around children in general, but because we read books together and I gave him tips he was doing ok. My only wish was to have another one… I told Elisha as much. I had just gotten promoted and he was very close to getting a promotion as well.


“I’m not so sure I’m ready to have another baby so soon,” he said. I was surprised. I wondered why not? Raymond was an angel, so there was no reason why another child wouldn’t be.

“Why not? Give me one good reason,” I said defensively.

“Look, Junie. I love having a family. I do, but we have the future to think about. Let Raymond get a little older. We can save money in the meantime and-”


“But I want a little girl to complete things! I just want one more. This is very important to me. Your passion is your music, mine is children,” I began to cry. I knew he was probably right that more money would be better for us, but really, we would be fine and I knew it. He was such a perfectionist that he wanted a time and place and planning for everything. I didn’t want to do that, though, because I knew that my next child was supposed to be here and we would just make it work.


Elisha sighed and cut his eyes at me.

“We can try again for another child when Raymond turns three. I’m not budging on that, Junie. I love you and our small family so I want to make sure things go fine.”

That was that. I didn’t have a choice but to be patient, but my want for another child never dulled.


I was now teaching middle school, which was a little different. Some of the babies I had taught before were now looking lost and confused. There were crushes and sometimes crying in my class. They were older and beginning to go through a lot of firsts, so I tried to be there for them the best I could. Sometimes, rarely, I got tired of being around children and I just needed another adult to chat with. That’s where Ursula came in. We were so close and I was lucky to have her as a friend. She would sometimes watch Raymond while Elisha and I had a date night, and she would go on walks to the park with me while the baby was in his stroller.

“Can’t believe he’s two now!” Ursula said. He saw her looking his way and turned his head.


“He just woke up from his nap. He’s cranky,” I chuckled. Ursula just continued watching him.

“I’m ready to have more children,” I continued, ready to hear Ursula the Businesswoman’s response.

“I take it that you’ll be moving out of my mother’s house then?” she asked, which was reasonable. I nodded. There wouldn’t be enough room for a new baby, and we could now afford to settle down somewhere else. There would always be memories, but I was ready for a new place.


“That’ll be nice. I’m really happy for you. You’ve grown so much over the years,” she said, making me smile.

“Oh, Ursula that is just the sweetest th-”

“No. No, don’t get emotional! I’ve been in my office all day doing paperwork and arranging meetings. No tears. I actually need some fun today. Wanna bob for apples?”

I agreed wholeheartedly. Ursula and I giggled like teenagers while coming up for breaths of air. I checked frequently to make sure Raymond was nearby. He was just starting at us with a stoic look on his face. Poor baby was probably bored. I dunked my head back under the water quickly to try to retrieve an apple. Maybe a little too quick, though. I began coughing loudly.

“Water… down… the wrong pipe,” I said while gasping for air.

“You ok, girl? Don’t need you to drown?” Ursula asked with a concerned look.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m ok. Let’s keep going!”

Raymond’s interest grew as he began to smile and clap while we continued our fun.


Eventually, though it got cold outside and we had to return to our lives as adults. I bundled Raymond up in my arms and hailed a cab.

“Now tomorrow, we’ll get started on learing how to talk so that mama can hear your sweet little thoughts, ok?” I smiled at him. He stared back nonchalantly.

The night ended with Elisha and I making love. It was fantastic. It was time for us to have another baby. Ray was already growing up faster than I wanted. I was stuck between wanting to see him become a successful young man to wanting to hold him in my arms as he stared up at me. I wanted the chance to kiss a baby again.


The next morning I woke up early due to my phone ringing.

4 missed calls it read.


“Junie Kay speaking,” I said sleepily after I heard a hello. I checked the time. It was seven in the morning, so it was time for me to get up anyway.

“Hi, Ms. Kay. This is Marissa Langston at Twinbrook Hospital. I am calling to give some bad news.”

My heart pounded as I could only think of mama. I had seen her twice in the past month. I wanted her to be around more often, but she kept her distance more and more. My stomach dropped. What if something had happened to her because I wasn’t there?

“What happened? Hello?” I said, anxious to hear an answer.

“Ms. Kay… I regret to inform you that your mother, Ms. Greta Kay, passed away earlier this morning. She was diagnosed with overian cancer about two weeks ago. She was in her final stage. I am so sorry for your loss.”

Long after he hung up I kept the phone to my ear as I had a meltdown internally. I could hear Elisha warming up leftovers for himself in the kitchen and Raymond began to make noise in his crib, but I could only think about the last phone call I had made to my mother and how I’d never see her again. I let out a loud scream and threw my phone against the wall before crumpling to the floor. I wasn’t sure if this was something I could handle.