The Phantom of Liberty

The day Molly came out of her room, she decided to go down to the bar to drown her sorrows. She arrived at the bar only to see the bartender and a few other hotel-goers there.

“I’ll have a whiskey, ma’am,” she said.
“Alright,” August said, handing Molly a glass. “One whiskey.”
“That’s not what I meant, I want the whole bottle, not just a glass, the WHOLE BOTTLE!”
“Calm down! Here!,” August said while passing Molly the bottle.

Molly sat and drank. She drank until she was thoroughly drunk. Then, she decided it would be a good time to talk to everyone, even some people who weren’t there.

“Joseph,” She said. “Some day, me and you are gonna go, we’re just gonna go. We’ll drive until we run out of gas, and we’ll run until we die. We’ll run and run and run and no one will stop us, no one will judge us, no one will interfere. Joseph, I can’t understand what you’re saying! Stop it Joseph, I want to be with you! STOP TELLING ME THIS!”

August could tell tell something was going to happen if she let Molly stay in the bar like that, so she helped her walk to her room. There, she sat Molly on her bed and asked if she wanted to talk. Molly agreed, so August told about her life.

“Many years ago,” She said with hazy eyes. “My husband, Douglas, and I were in a law firm together, we made good money and had a beautiful daughter named Sunny. She was about three when I saw her last saw her. You see, I was in love with another man… Douglas, though he had his moments, was not the best man for me. So, I started having secret meetings with ‘my Romeo’ while my husband was either asleep or out of town.”

“One night while my husband was on another trip, I took him to meet my daughter… it was a dumb mistake, but I though she should at least meet him. Well, when my husband came back from the trip, she told him about the man I was with. He came into our room furious. He asked me what Sunny was talking about and if I was seeing this man behind his back… so I told him the truth.”

“This made him even more angry, so he left, and I never saw him again. Later that night, the police came and arrested me for the murder of my lover, and later that day, my husband committed suicide… Right now, I have no idea where my daughter is or how she’s living, but I have to try and look for her, I have to keep her safe.”

At this point, both August and Molly broke into tears, Molly now had someone to talk to, she now had something left for her. It was late, Molly and August decided to sleep in the same room. In the morning there was only one of them left.

(more to come later)

~ by mastercyclon on April 23, 2008. Tagged: Bored