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DIANA (V.O.)
"And if the world just sees why all that happened, had to happen..."
The men move inside.
DIANA (V.O.)
"Maybe one day he can have a normal life. Some kind of normal... Maybe."
She lingers, watching the red orb of the sun dip into the wide, golden sea.
DIANA (V.O.)
"There's one other reason I said yes."
She looks at the CAMERA.
DIANA
"You."
She looks at you with that familiar, naughty glint in her eyes.
And she leads you into...
INT. CLIFFSIDE VILLA - MAGIC HOUR - CONTINUOUS
Diana moves through the tasteful space. Gaze fixed on yours.
DIANA
"That big, burning question, you just can't let go of..."
Colorful pastel art hangs all about the villa. Vases are filled with bright gerbera flowers.
DIANA
"Why am I still here... when Gael is gone?"
She looks towards the study. On the printer, the last pages churn out.
DIANA
"I know you judge me. Skewer my imperfections. Lambast my morality."
She watches as the men move for the open kitchen.
DIANA
"But the human body has its own light-speed..."
She shrugs.
DIANA
"And I thrill at peak sexual velocity. The notion of total nudity. Throwing myself in face of the watching world. And saying, 'This is me. All of me'."
She smiles.
DIANA
"Because it's all of you, too."
--
As the men prepare the swordfish, she remembers her promise to Änswer. The final line of the opening crawl. The last, thin carapace of protection.
She enters the study.
Fingers.
Keyboard.
A tumbler of aged, peated whiskey.
And the finished manuscript sitting on the tray.
She wonders if it will all work.
Will they actually pull off this insane, unprecedented, hyper-sexual enterprise? Will they marshal the courage to face the world again, head on? Will the project have the seismic effect that Lawrence Änswer promises it will?
On this last point, a quiet, thrilling knowing passes through her.
The real question that tugs her heart, the misgiving that has endlessly stalled her attempts to send in those final pages -- is whether her son will really understand why Gael was no longer alive.
There was more than one reason it would matter.
She looks through the archway towards the men working in the kitchen, salting the espadon.
Even from this distance, she sees the evening sunlight catch in her son's eye. She sees the gleaming silver eye-shine sparkle in his right iris, a rare genetic condition that lends the boy a unique, piercing gaze.
In a way, Gael was still there after all...
She adds the final line to the overture.
It's the only lie she's going to tell.
She types.
--
Breathe deep. Relax. And remember --
This is only a work of fantasy, designed for the dirty-minded...
--
THE END.
- COMMENTS
Megamore2 months agoWell done! Lots of twists and turns kept my interest going! Thank you for sharing.
DentalFlossTycoon4 months agoI really loved it. I got impatient a couple times waiting for new chapters but it was all worth it. Great job!!
Anonymous4 months agoFirst off, thank you for sharing. I just don't think people can say that for some reason, even though you've put a great many hours into telling this tale.
If I were a cop and looking for a murder, (a wealthy and famous man's murder at that) I'd see what the main suspects families were doing. It's one thing to decouple, escape, and move away from everybody, hide in a village someplace; but as parents and grandparents age and move on it would be impossible to stay away.
There were some plot holes in the games' first place prize too, the island compound, as was Diana humping just about everything with legs, all while not being on some form of birth control, nor any concerns for STD's from a community of people who will also hump anything with legs.
Why would a Diane-obsessed Gael allow a line of rather undesirable men to have her at all? As a character trait it doesn't seem to work for a guy with Dian's pictures all over the place, one who did all this, was willing to commit murder; all to have her exclusively. Gael could have just had him run over by a hit and run driver while he was out on a jog, pushed in front of a train, thrown off a bridge... and then rush in to fill the void in Diane's grieving life afterwards. He was an actor, he could act innocent all day long...
None of the characters come off as all that likeable either, this is meant as constructive criticism only, but I can't put myself in any of their proverbial shoes, something I find myself doing when I read something like this. If this was your goal it was well achieved, if not maybe something to add into the next story you share; IMHO...
I could also imagine a curious son wondering at why he and his family are in hiding, where their money comes from, why he doesn't look like his dad. And then that son doing one of those heredity "swab your cheek" tests to look for blood relatives, some answers that he isn't getting at home, thereby inviting Interpol to swoop down and capture the whole bunch, or at the very least interview them.
Thank you for sharing, I personally know the hours that go into something like this, Jackie.
