Monday, November 05, 2018

Character Scene from Love on a Catwalk - Part 2 by Dellani Oakes


Miranda Karev works at a local live theatre, in the box office and occasionally on stage. She's recently gotten back with her former boyfriend, Jeffry Stanton. They're spending the weekend, trying to put their relationship back together, only to find themselves snowed in at her apartment building. There are power outages around town, though not at her building. She's already been called by her co-worker, Dave. Now her boss, Brent, is calling her. (Miranda and Jeff are featured in my novel, So Much It Hurts

My phone ringing interrupted us. It was Brent.
"Hallo, luv!"
"Hallo, guv!" I replied.
"Is what's his cheeks there?"
"Yes, Jeff is here."
"Excellent. May I bend his ear a wee bit?"
"Have you been drinking?" Brent isn't usually this cheerful.
"Not for the last half hour," he drawled. "Prior to, quite a bit. Had some good news."
"Oh?"
"Yes! Two bits, actually. First of all It's a girl! Huzzah!"
"Really? Shaine had the baby? Isn't it a little early?"
"Brought on by weather, so they tell us. Colt, with the able assistance of the lads and his lovely bride, delivered her at the theatre, as we were snowed in."
"That's so exciting! Congratulations! And what's bit number two?"
"Full funding for the film, in the bank, luxuriating. Between me and a few filthy rich, though generous, friends we are completely funded and ready to rock this spring. One thing, though. She's decided motherhood is more important than stardom, and she's offering you the part."
"What? Me? Oh, my God! Really?"
"I wouldn't be calling in my semi-sober, passably inebriated state, otherwise. You and your lad, what's-his-diddle. We want you both. Can that be arranged? Oh, can the bugger act?"
"I'll ask what's-his-diddle and you can see for yourself when we get together with you this week. He's anxious to meet with you."
"Excellent. When I am my usual sober, sedate self, we shall speak—oh, list, list!" I heard the phone clatter. "Oh, bollocks," he grumbled. Fumbling and rattling, another fall or two. I hoped Brent was at home where he couldn't hurt himself. "Got it! I got it," he gasped. "Slippery sucker. Yes. When I am less—" He burped and hiccuped. "In me cups, we shall chat. Sally will call. She's sober and sedate as we speak."
"Is she with you?"
"Yes. She was kind enough to take me home so I can sober up before I join my lovely wife and pink swaddled bundle at hospital. I shall not introduce my wee daughter to the ravages of alcohol at her tender age." I heard the phone fall again. "F**k balls," he grumbled.
The phone clattered once more. "Hi, it's Sally. He's collapsed on the couch. Drunk off his ass." She lowered her voice. "This scared the crap out of him. He was terrified we'd lose her. Girl's a trooper, but thank God for Colt and Suzie! Dave helped too. It was pretty intense. It took the ambulance over an hour to get to us. By that time, little Snowdrop was born."
"They didn't really name her that!"
"Of course not, her name is Vera Rose after his mother and Shaine's sister."
© 2018 Dellani Oakes


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