Here After

Excellent chapter, [b:1r919pk8]Rebecca[/b:1r919pk8]! :D I bet you had to put more work in this than your usual chapters, being set so long after everything else we know and thus how descriptive it must be because of that. You did a great job there. ;) And like already said, I like Viva’s relationship with Doc and Mater. Along with her nickname. :-D)

[quote:1r919pk8]And of course, I can definitely see her being lonely. She is the only kid- that’s got to suck.[/quote:1r919pk8]

Yes. :-\ I’d always wondered about that, how Light and Sal’s child would feel living in a lonely town like Radiator Springs with no other kids. And under the circumstances, she’d definitely feel the way you portrayed her. :lol:

Haha, you always have to stick some piece of information in there to keep us in suspense for your next chapter, don’t you? 8D :P So, the paper and the picture. I wonder how it’ll turn out. Can’t wait to see! :D :mrgreen: 8)

:smiley: Ballboi: Great to know! I always like to hear what my readers do and don’t like. :slight_smile:
Destiny: Thanks so much! :smiley:
SallyMcQueen: You liked the nickname too? :slight_smile: And you’ve got good reader senses. :wink: Yeah, the Sally/Vina relationship is a key point in this story, so I’m glad you’re seeing it!

Yes! You got that spot on. :-D)

And I kept your point in mind about her describing herself, you’ll see next chapter. :wink: I laughed at your last point! Dramatic irony works wonders. :sunglasses:

And yes everyone, this is what happens ^ whenever I make any response to my good friend SallyMcQueen, it gets way too long. 8D Btw, can I use your first name on the forums or would you prefer not?

Jonah:

Thanks! And I did! It was hard to switch gears like that!

LOL! Of course! :sunglasses: That’s how we keep ya coming back for more. :wink:

New chapter out later tonight!

Great! I’ll be waiting for the next chapter :smiley:

Supposed to be working on my geography assignment but I had to slip back here as promised. :sunglasses: So, here you go!

Chapter Seven
“Ring of Keys”
(Levina’s POV)

My heart races as I tuck away the photograph in my pocket. I feel like I’ve just discovered someone’s dirty little secret, only now I need to find out if it’s true…and I know just how to do it.

The next morning, I watch from outside the lobby while my mother hides a ring of keys in the bosom of her shirt and places dark shades on the bridge of her nose. When she emerges, I scuff my feet nonchalantly, hoping to gain her attention. She hears the noise and turns sharply on me.

“Levina! You should be at Flo’s by now! What are you doing here so late in the morning? Get on already!” she says with lingering surprise and annoyance.

I give rushed apology and high-tail it over to Flo’s house.

Halfway through my lesson, I excuse myself to the bathroom. I pull out the picture from yesterday and stare long and hard at it. I poise my head at an angle and look into the mirror. A medium-build girl with straggly, light brown hair gazes back at me. Then something strikes me; my eyes. I look down at the photo and back to the mirror.

I’ve got his eyes… I think to myself with disbelief. The frame of his face, the height of his cheekbones, it all matches up quite closely to my own. I had a hunch about it, but now I’m positive this man is my father. He doesn’t look like a criminal. I don’t know what secrets Mom has been keeping all this time, but I’m going to find out.

I soak my face with icy cold water and then pat it dry, leaving my skin feeling clammy. I exit the bathroom in a sluggish manner and tell Flo I’m feeling ill. She nods with concern and cuts class short to help me back to my room at the motel.

“Now, you just lie here and rest. Are you sure you’ll be OK on your own honey?” she asks as she fluffs up my pillow.

I try not to nod too eagerly and reply, “Yes. I think it’s just the heat.”

Flo frowns at me but leaves without further question. I wait a decent interval before clamoring from the bed. I open the drapes and pull a chair close to the window. I sit down and peek through the slits of the blinds.

I wait for what feels like, and probably is, hours. I finally see my mother enter the lobby and shortly after reappear outside. I watch her call greetings to Red and then walk off to Doc’s clinic. When she passes through the clinic doors I prepare for my escape. I heap the blankets up to look fuller on the bed, lock the door and bolt for the lobby.

Inside the lobby, I make a beeline for the rear attached bedroom. The room smells sweet like my mother’s perfume, and I carefully step across the floor, being sure not to move anything out of place. I get to the bedside table and pull open the top drawer. I see a couple of lipstick tubes, a baby photo of myself, and a ring of keys.

I withdraw the keys and hold them delicately in the palm of my hand. I look up to the wall and see the license plate which boldly reads ‘301 PCE’. I clutch the keys tightly and dash for the door.

I personally don't like the second half of this story near as much as the first half but I hope you guys are still enjoying it. The next chapter is pretty short so I'll try to keep the wait at a minimum. This will hold you over 'til then.  :wink:  Thanks for reading!  :slight_smile:

Great chapter! The second half wasn’t as great as the first but I still enjoyed it.

Teeheeheehee, she’s not lying! 8D And you need to stop reading my mind. I was going to talk about that in one of our PMs. (Yes, I said one of. :wink:) Yes you can, and I will too for you. :mrgreen:


Ahh, now I know what Vina looks like. All is right now. :slight_smile: What a sneaky girl Vina is, she definitely gets that from her father. :wink: I’m wondering what the keys are for- a place, a car? You most likely did not tell us for a reason. I can’t wait to see where she’s going and what she’s up to in the next chapter!

One thing I’ve noticed in this story is that your descriptions are like awesome. There are so many details that you describe. I mean, you do that in all your stories but it just really shines through in this one. :slight_smile:

There’s not much for me to say on this chapter. Not that it was bad, oh no! :open_mouth: Just that it was normally good. :slight_smile:

Ballboi: Good, good! As long as you still enjoy it then I’m pleased. :slight_smile:
Paulisha: (Mhmmm, yes everyone, she has a pretty name :wink: ). Yay! I finally beat you to a thought for once. 8D Ah, yes, I left out the details on the keys for a reason. :wink: Wow, I’m thrilled that you are seeing strength in the descriptions in this one! That’s a great detail to me, so I’m happy you’re picking up on them! :smiley:

You’re too kind. <3

No problem Rebecca. I always love to review your chapters. :smiley:

:blush: Awww, pish posh. :laughing: And for everything else, you’re welcome. :smiley:

Ballboi: And you should get an awesome-reviewer reward. :wink:
Paulisha: :smiley: :wink:

Next chapter!

Chapter Eight
“Romantic Remains”
(Levina’s POV)

I flee from town as fast as my feet can carry me. It takes a while, but I finally arrive in Ornament Valley. I’m quite sure that one of the keys opens a storage shed. I know I’ve seen a small complex out here on a drive with Mater before, but it’s hard to remember the exact location. I don’t have much time, so I kick up my heels and begin searching.

Feeling tired and dehydrated, I spot it at last. I run to it with the little energy I can still muster up. There are four garages, and I grab the first lock I see. With shaky hands I attempt to jam in the key; no luck. I try the other key, and again, it doesn’t fit.

I go to the next unit and grasp the lock on it. This time the key slides in with ease. I look over my shoulder, but there isn’t a single sign of life. I freeze for a second and just stare at the lock. Then my sweaty fingers open the lock and I thrust up the heavy garage door.

I lose my breath at the sight of the blue sports car. It’s a Porsche…the one from the picture. I graze my hands over the smooth exterior and let out a sigh of disbelief. Inspecting the tires, I can see dirt clogged into the treads of rubber. This is my mother’s car- and she’s clearly been driving it.

I walk to the back and find a stack of boxes. I don’t know whether to open them or not. I’ve found enough already, things she’ll have to explain. But she’s been keeping too much from me, and for too long, so I pull open the flaps like I’m opening a Christmas present.

I dive into the contents and unveil a photo album. The pages stick together, so I turn them gently and flick through the images. A fair-haired baby, a glowing child, and then a studious young woman, protrude from the pages. Obviously these are snapshots of my mother’s life.

I replace the album and push the box aside. Underneath is another cardboard box labeled “Stickers”, surrounded by hand-drawn hearts. I make a puzzled face but don’t hesitate to tear it open.

This time I’m met with large glossy photographs, some are even framed. In these, I see my mother with her arms wrapped around the dark-haired man from the folded picture in my pocket. My father. There’s another with them kissing at Flo’s Café. Tears rise to my eyes as I lift the next photo. It is a beautiful shot of my mother smiling and gazing into his eyes under neon lights. His hands are holding her by the waist, like he’ll never let her go. And Mom…she’s wearing the happiest look I’ve ever seen in my life.

In the corner of the box I dig out a worn black t-shirt. Wrapped inside of it is an elegant gold ring. In tiny print I can read the words ‘eternal love’ stamped into the ore.

I slip the jewelry onto my middle finger and snatch up the last photo. All I have to do it remind Mom of this romance and love, then she’ll have to let me see Dad.

I don't have alot of time to leave any author's notes today, but I hope you'll leave some more comments if you've got the minute to spare!  :smiley:  Thanks for reading!

I thought it was good. It could of been a bit longer but I enjoyed it. What would my awesome reviewer award be? :smiley:

Let me just start by saying that I love the title of this chapter; Romantic Remains. <3

A ha! There’s so much suspense now- First, the piece of paper Sally was writing and hid from Levina and now, all of these things in a shed in the middle of nowhere and the fact that Sal’s been secretly driving the Porsche; to where, I wonder. :question:

I like the descriptions of the photos. In my mind, there were just totes adorbs (look it up). <3

Woahwoahwoah. A ring? Hmm, interesting. We know it’s not a wedding ring. I bet there’s a sweet story behind it that I’m sure we’ll know soon. And who it belongs to is a good question, Sally’s or Lightning’s.

I like it, I like it, I like it. :smiley: I’m guessing the next chapter will be ‘Sally and Vina’ oriented. Bring on the mother/daughter drama. Bring it. :sunglasses:

Thanks you too! Not sure what your prize could be Ballboi, bragging rights? :stuck_out_tongue: And I know what you meant by ‘totes adorbs’ Paulisha. :wink: Nice to hear that you liked the title too! And I will say, some of those things will be explained, others will be left to your imagination, or for you to imply. I’m looking at either tomorrow or Monday for the next chapter. :slight_smile:

Ah, so I see what my prize is for always being the first poster. I’ll be looking forward to your next chapter Rebecca! Oh, you can call me Jordan if you like.

Jordan: LOL, gotcha! Will do!

And I lied. :blush: Turns out this is the shortest chapter. I was unable to update yesterday due to work though. :unamused: So, here ya go!

Chapter Nine
“Reminiscing with Terror”
(Sally’s POV)

“Doc, I don’t want you letting her fixing up Lightning’s old wreck car anymore!” I say firmly. I admire the masculine figure Doc provides in Levina’s life, but he should have consulted me on allowing her to do such a thing. I’d caught a glimpse of the stock car on my way out of town this morning. While I had to admit that they had made phenomenal progress, the sight brought too much feeling to the surface.

“Why not, Sally? She loves it, and as long as she doesn’t know where it came from then what does it matter?” he argues.

I clench my teeth, “Doc, she already asks too many questions, I don’t need to deal with this.”

“Well, then when are you going to tell her? She has a right to know who her father is! Hell, Sally, what are you going to do when it’s time for her to get out in the real world? Just because you never knew your father doesn’t mean she should be denied the knowledge too.” His words are biting, but they’re true. His voice drops to a whisper, “You can’t keep her locked up much longer…”

I lower myself to the clinic chair and hang my head in frustration. I’m unable to answer him, because honestly, I don’t know how. It’s been so long since Lightning’s passing that it often feels like it happened in another life. All I know is that I promised him, myself and her, that I’d tell her the truth one day.

And now I can see that I’ve waited too long. It’s easier to think about him, and I take my escapes while Levina has teachings with Flo. I’ll take out the Porsche and drive it through Tailfin Pass, all the way up to Wheel Well. I clear my mind with the memories, and make it through another day, sometimes I won’t even cry. But while things have gotten easier on me, they only seem to get more complex on Levina. I understand why my mother never told me where my father went. Go through the pain again, or suffer in silence; it was simply the lesser of two evils.

My thoughts shatter and I hear my name being shouted from down the street. I jerk my head up to Doc, but he looks as confused as me. I get up and walk out of the clinic. I can see Mater running towards me in the evening light. He calls my name one last time, and as he comes closer my eyes settle on the spilling bundle in his arms. My daughter’s limbs hang limply and I see her eyes closed. My body runs cold at the eerie sight of her shut lids. Suddenly I’m back in that ambulance with Lightning.

I quite love the symbolism at the end of this chapter.  <img src="//pixarplanet-forums.s3.dualstack.us-west-1.amazonaws.com/original/2X/c/cc83e9b583138e48ff45f96609046b06d06c7f9d.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":mrgreen:" title="Mr. Green"/> Looking forward to YOUR opinions though!  :slight_smile:

First comment again! Lol. Anyway, I loved it. It was great how you used symbolism at the end with Sally.

Always you. :wink: But thanks for the comment! Glad you liked it too! :smiley:

One day, Jordan, one daaaaayyyyyyy. :wink:

All I can say is thank God for free WiFi. I just couldn’t wait to read and review this which is why I am now writing this at a Burger King in the airport. 8D

Anyway… first, I love the chapter title again! It really captures the whole essence of the chapter while leaving a little mystery too. Plus, it’s just a cool little phrase. :wink:

I was excited to see that this chapter was in Sally’s POV. I was waiting to hear ‘her side’ if you will and how she felt about the whole thing. It was interesting to learn about Sally not knowing her father. I think that plays a huge role in Sally’s decision of not telling Vina.

I knew, knew, knew that Doc and Sally would get into an argument. I just kept imagining it and Ta-daaaa! There it is. You’re such an awesome twin. :wink:

Oh no, Vina! What happened?! :open_mouth: I didn’t expect that ending! I’m looking forward to finding out what happened and what’s going to happen! And yes, the symbolism was superb. :smiley: Awesome job, Becca! :-D)

Haha! You guys got to be quick readers like me. :wink:

Haha! I shall sharpen my skills. :wink: