The name “Eliza”, forbidden, Rylan refused to back down or discuss making amends with their daughter. He had disowned her; exclaiming it was her who needed to grovel, seek forgiveness from the family until she did, he had done with her. Emilie sobbed; the family she’d worked so hard to create, torn; the hostility withinContinue reading “Emilie: Torn Apart”
Category Archives: Generation 2
Rylan: Spooky Day
Spooky day was nothing special in the Rodriguez household which surprised Eliza since her parents loved mischief. Eliza knew the request was a rouse to bring reconciliation with her father, they had remained hostile since their argument, and neither was willing to submit to an apology. Patrick pushed past, arms ladened with pumpkins, a gruntedContinue reading “Rylan: Spooky Day”
Vicky: Stresses and Stains
Ziva’s new role, which she claims is as a consultant for the police, appears to fill her time. Vicky surveys the carnage of their home, Milly’s enthusiasm for all things, sticky fingers cover the walls and furnishing, the cats decorated with hair clips, bows, and Fiona has a glittery ribbon fastened to her tail whichContinue reading “Vicky: Stresses and Stains”
Eliza: Not so Rosy
Part Two Rylan wanted to discuss inside; her stubbornness matched him as they continued staring, the cold, stale smell of the hall adding to the discomfort. Eliza broke the silence, reiterating she would be remaining in the city, finishing High School and in a place she felt was home. He seethed, words growled within him,Continue reading “Eliza: Not so Rosy”
Eliza: Not so Rosy
Part One Freedom had its price; learning to manage her finances, school work, and neighbours was a balancing act; despite planning her escape, Eliza came unprepared for life in the city. The noise seemed louder; for retired people, they knew how to party, her request to turn the music down, met with rude comments andContinue reading “Eliza: Not so Rosy”
Emilie: My Daughter
Ziva needed discretion; accepting the role meant a limit to sharing information; she held the phone, fingers poised. Eliza had disappeared for a reason; Ziva wondered if Eliza was ready? This call would force her from hiding, to confront the parents and why she choose to leave. If Ziva had declined the job, she couldContinue reading “Emilie: My Daughter”
Ziva: Corruption
A space ranger, Ziva believed she was doing a respectable and law-abiding role, the intergalactic police regulating rocket ships, aliens and trade. Ziva was proud, representing the rangers, preventing a parasitic species from escaping into her homeworld, capturing several cowboys trying to leapfrog their way to the outpost and its unregulated currency. What shocked herContinue reading “Ziva: Corruption”
Ziva: Beautiful Baby, Overshadowed by Woe
It had been a difficult situation, workmen trampled through the house, scaring the cats, waking Milly and leaving muddy boot prints for Vicky to clean. Ziva reassured her the place would be beautiful and perfect, the ideal space to raise their daughter. The opportunity to stay with Emile, from this perspective, was a welcome change;Continue reading “Ziva: Beautiful Baby, Overshadowed by Woe”
Emilie: “No News is Good News”, Right?
A sudden weather change had everyone on edge; Charlotte coped, managing her time and emotions by copying her sister’s pattern. She hoped the routine Eliza kept would share its clues, and Charlotte would find her. The mission, documented in a journal, failed to share its secrets. Emilie wondered if the young detective was on toContinue reading “Emilie: “No News is Good News”, Right?”
Emilie: Empty Leads
Sparky tugged the lead, he sniffed the air, plants trees, Emilie wondered if they were clues or for the pleasure of being a dog, either way, he looked to have fun with their outings. Emilie glanced, the neighbourhood occupied itself, mundane and forgetful of the missing. She hoped, to see raven-hair bouncing towards her, orContinue reading “Emilie: Empty Leads”
By the Grace of Sim Gods 