fandom_muses :: July :: Truth
"Truth is stranger than fiction." - Mark Twain
Kat's mother was missing for nearly two weeks. At least, this was a fair assumption from across the country with no returned calls or emails. She came up with all kinds of scenarios in which assorted demons and vampires took her mother to spite her. Then, she decided,the cell phone must've just been stolen because vampires aren't that bright, generally. But, her step-dad didn't answer his phone either, so she started to go into overdrive with all the possible things that could've happened. Coma. Car accident. Russian mafia. Vampires. It was endless, really.
The truth, however, came in a small box that was sitting outside her door. She was convinced she'd find a severed finger and a ransom note, but instead, she found a few neatly wrapped smaller boxes and a postcard with her mother's loopy scrawled handwriting.
Apparently, she was in Moraco on her third honeymoon - her third, because, she's had two with all her ex-husbands and since number five was decidedly a keeper, he deserved a third one. However, Kat's mother had a terrible history of being forgetful and didn't realize, apparently, until day four of their week long trip that she'd bothered to mention to her darling daughter that she would be out of the country. Nice. She felt bad, apparently, and sent her apologies in the form of jewelry from the tax-free paradise.
Kat rolled her eyes as she stuck the postcard to the fridge with one of her handmade magnets - oh, she was getting crafty with less time but more money at work. She opened the smaller boxes in her bedroom and place her new, shiny things in her jewelry box - a now ironic gift from the second honeymoon. She wondered momentarily if Aiden would notice her ohh shiny things and made a note to wear them to the office.
She flopped down on her bed and flipped open her phone, pushing the speed dial for home. "Mama," she said with a loud, melodramatic sigh, "you're forgven since you sent me shiny, pretty things. But, seriously? You forgot to mention you were going to Moraco? When are you taking me on a trip? I've stuck around longer than any husband so far!"
Kat's mother was missing for nearly two weeks. At least, this was a fair assumption from across the country with no returned calls or emails. She came up with all kinds of scenarios in which assorted demons and vampires took her mother to spite her. Then, she decided,the cell phone must've just been stolen because vampires aren't that bright, generally. But, her step-dad didn't answer his phone either, so she started to go into overdrive with all the possible things that could've happened. Coma. Car accident. Russian mafia. Vampires. It was endless, really.
The truth, however, came in a small box that was sitting outside her door. She was convinced she'd find a severed finger and a ransom note, but instead, she found a few neatly wrapped smaller boxes and a postcard with her mother's loopy scrawled handwriting.
Apparently, she was in Moraco on her third honeymoon - her third, because, she's had two with all her ex-husbands and since number five was decidedly a keeper, he deserved a third one. However, Kat's mother had a terrible history of being forgetful and didn't realize, apparently, until day four of their week long trip that she'd bothered to mention to her darling daughter that she would be out of the country. Nice. She felt bad, apparently, and sent her apologies in the form of jewelry from the tax-free paradise.
Kat rolled her eyes as she stuck the postcard to the fridge with one of her handmade magnets - oh, she was getting crafty with less time but more money at work. She opened the smaller boxes in her bedroom and place her new, shiny things in her jewelry box - a now ironic gift from the second honeymoon. She wondered momentarily if Aiden would notice her ohh shiny things and made a note to wear them to the office.
She flopped down on her bed and flipped open her phone, pushing the speed dial for home. "Mama," she said with a loud, melodramatic sigh, "you're forgven since you sent me shiny, pretty things. But, seriously? You forgot to mention you were going to Moraco? When are you taking me on a trip? I've stuck around longer than any husband so far!"