Priscilla and Vinny arrived at the old theater late that night. Vinny was too exhausted to argue with Priscilla about seeing the boys that night. It had been a hard trip and she needed rest.
“I guess this will do for the night,” Priscilla said, showing Vinny to one of the spare rooms.
Vinny gripped the picture of her three boys. They looked so grown up and handsome. She just wondered who the three girl chipmunks standing beside them were. Maybe they were their girlfriends. She thought they were pretty and happy to be standing along side her boys. She longed to see them more than ever now.
“You’re still staring at that thing,” Priscilla said. “It’s just a silly photo.”
“You wouldn’t understand, Pris,” Vinny said. “They’re my kids. If you had any you would know what I mean.”
Priscilla suddenly wear a sullen look on her face and snatched the photo from Vinny. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” She threw the photo on the floor. Vinny picked it up, looking more this time at the three girls.
“Pris, is there something you want to talk about?”
“No!” she snapped. “Just don’t think you know everything about me.” Priscilla looked over at Vinny who had a concerned look on her face. “Vinny, I had some babies once, but I gave them up.” Vinny had a look of disbelief. “Okay, I abandoned them. It’s something I’ve always regretted.”
“Then why help me?” Vinny asked.
“After what I did to your boys, I felt I owed them.”
“Do you know where your kids are now?” Vinny asked.
“No, and it’s better that way.”
Priscilla left the room, leaving Vinny to wonder. What was she not telling her? She couldn’t think about that now. The only thoughts on her mind that night were of her three boys. She laid in bed that night with their picture under her pillow and dreamed of the moment she would see them face to face.
To Be Continued...
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