Date: Saturday, November 04, 2000
- sue hantak <firstname.lastname@example.org>
(They solved the case at night and were still there the next
morning. The only possible explanation is another scene omitted
"I can't believe Sonia would go to such great lengths to
shut down the spa. I guess we didn't communicate as well I thought,
" Gerald surmised sadly. He then realized this was not the
best time for such introspection and changed topics, "Regardless
of the outcome, Mr. Steele, I do want the thank the two of you
for your help." He extended his hand to both of them in
Laura shook it and announced, "Well, it's late, we really
should be getting home." She wanted nothing more than to
escape from the spa and all the heartache that surfaced here.
"Given the hour, you are certainly welcome to stay tonight."
Remington's blank expression made it Laura's decision. She couldn't
bear another sleepless night listening to Remington humph and
grunt trying to get comfortable on that lumpy couch. It was also
obvious to her from his distant posture all day, that she was
the last person in the world he wanted to be with at the moment.
Laura weakly replied, "We're not comfortable sharing a room.
It's a little awkward for us since we're not really.......you
know." She made a vague gesture as a substitution for the
word. Remington felt a dull ache in his gut in response to Laura
inference that they were no longer together.
"Oh, of course. Forgive me, I just assumed." Gerald
stammered then offered, "This session isn't full. I could
have Ursula take you to a spare room, Miss Holt."
"I'll go get my things." Laura went back to their room
leaving Remington with Gerald.
Most of her things were already packed. Ursula arrived shortly
with another key. She wrote him a brief note:
I'm in Rm 212. I'll be ready to go first thing in the morning.
I'm sorry I ambushed you at this place. Blissfully neurotic isn't
Leaving the note on the desk, Laura then went to pick up her
travel alarm clock . As she reached with her left hand she was
reminded that she was still wearing her Peppler ring. She dolefully
twisted it off her finger and set it on the nightstand before
closing the door.
(Back to Gerald and Rem)
Gerald apologized to Steele, "I hope I didn't offend her,
I really thought the two of you were in a relationship."
"We are, but...." Remington too, was at a loss for
words at the moment.
"I am a practicing psychologist. Even though my own marriage
is no testimony to my abilities, I may be able to help you on
the right path. "
"Let's just say Laura and I both have the same destination
in mind, but we are taking different routes most of the time."
"Can you tell me about it?"
"No offense, but you're not the one I need to tell.....and
I think I know where to start. Goodnight." He hastily returned
to his room on a mission. He went directly to the desk in search
of a piece of paper and an envelop. He read Laura's note and
declared to himself, "We can be better than blissfully neurotic."
He then got down to the nitty-gritty. He reread the list one
last time before sealing it in the envelop. Satisfied and emboldened,
he place the finely tuned letter on the nightstand. After showering
and getting ready for bed, he climbed into bed. Reaching for
the lamp, he saw his letter along with her wedding band. Remington
picked up her Peppler ring. He ran his fingers lovingly around
the curve then gently kissed it. He slipped off his own ring,
placed Laura's inside his and set them both on top the letter.
FADE TO BLACK