Dear, Mona.

Glimpses Of Future

I couldn't stop thinking about what Mrs. Lee said... was she serious or was it just a crazy vision? What a day it had been... there was a lot to think about, but I had no idea my biggest revelation was yet to come.

Blair:  You really are getting a lot of apologies lately, I say you accept Mrs. Stanton's but not Stacy's.

Mark:  I say the opposite! Mrs. Stanton is a grown woman... there's no excuse for her behavior.

Twinkle:  [Giggles]  It's funny how you two never seem to agree on anything. I often feel like I have an angel and devil duo on my shoulders.

Max:  Who's the angel one?

Blair:   Max! Twinkle, I'm sorry if we're upsetting you.

Twinkle:  No, no! This is perfect. You really help me make the best decisions. Seeing things from all different angles... you're both wonderful friends. I wouldn't have made it through these months without you.

Max:  We love you too, Twinkle.

Blair:  And we'll make the best godparents to your baby!

Twinkle:  I know you will. And as for those apologies, I'm going to accept both. Besides, as I don't know who the father is... I don't want to stay on either of their bad sides, I want my baby to have a big family.

Max:  Well, you're the pregnant one, you get to make all the decisions. 

Blair:  Not for much longer, I can't believe you're 8 months in!

Twinkle:  I know! The labor will be here before you know it.

It might be best if I ask for their advice regarding Mrs. Lee...

Twinkle:  Speaking of... something weird happened today with Mrs. Lee.

Max:  Doesn't something weird always happen with Mrs. Lee?

(They all giggle.)

Twinkle:  We were in the hallway when she had a "vision". She got really pale... and she made me a promise I won't put myself at risk. I'm worried about the baby...

Blair:  She was probably just being motherly.

Max:  Yeah, I don't think I believe in her visions.

Twinkle:  I do. She has so many devoted clients, and a lot of things she predicts turn out to be true.

Blair:  Twinkle, You'll be fine. You made it this far, haven't you?

Max:  Yeah, and after all, you're pregnant in high school... I think you've taken enough risk for the year.

(It goes silent.)

Max:  Well, in that case, let's go get more food! We've got four mouths to feed here!

After school...

What a day-- wait a second... oh no! My car has a flat tire! What am I going to do?! I have to get to work. Blair and Max are at practice... and mom is at work. Ugh! Just my luck!

(Texting-  Twinkle:  Hi, Shawn. Can you pick me up at school? I have a flat tire...

(Texting-  Shawn:  Of course. I'll bring a new one from the shop.

(Shawn arrives.)

Twinkle:  Thank you so much. Can I pay you for the new tire?

Shawn:  Don't be silly, it's my pleasure to help. We'll have to do the other three soon... they should have been replaced a while ago.

Twinkle:  Yeah. Ya know, I really miss riding on the motorcycle...

Shawn:  Oh no, you don't! You're not sweet talking me into that one!

(They laugh together.)

2 hours into work...

Work is almost over, and there's no sign of Mrs. Lee... I really wanted to make sure she was okay.

(Mrs. Lee walks over.)

Twinkle:  Mrs. Lee! I was just thinking about you.

Mrs. Lee:  Sorry I'm late, it's been a weird day. 

Twinkle:  Are you feeling okay? I've been worried about you ever since this afternoon.

Mrs. Lee:  I'm okay. I was able to rest up at the nurse's office.

Twinkle:  Do you remember the vision you had?

Mrs. Lee:  Oh no. Sometimes they come in... and they go out. I try to write things down so I remember, I've written down a few things about you. And a lot of interesting facts about your baby, too... but sorry, nothing about today.

Twinkle:  Oh. I was hoping you could tell me more... 

Mrs. Lee:  I'm sorry, dear. My mind is like mush today, I think I'm going to turn in early.

Twinkle:  Okay. I can close up everything here.

Mrs. Lee:  You're a doll, I'll see you tomorrow. [Walks off]

Wait, what is that box over there? It's a folder with my name on it! That must be where she writes things down. I bet she's written down so many visions in there! I'll probably get a better idea on who the father is, and I'll learn more about my baby! Ugh, the curiosity is killing me... It's still hard to resist this...!  Maybe just a small peek on the outside. It says "Who's the father? It's in the eyes." So cryptic, but... oh! Could it be a hint as to who the father is?

Back at home...

Mrs. Rae:  Well, I'm glad she apologized to you, but I doubt she and I will ever speak again. Even if the baby is Mark's. 

Twinkle:  Well, one day at a time, right?

Mrs. Rae:  It's just so sad. We had such good memories together, all the barbecues in their backyard... that time when we found a bird nest in the attic... oh man! I remember the time you and Mark ran away, and we found you on the side of the road.

Twinkle:  Too funny.

Mrs. Rae:  How time flies. You used to be a small bundle of mischief, running around... now you're with boys who ride bikes and fall in love with your eyes... and having a baby of your own.

Twinkle:  I'm too tired to get sentimental now. Can we do this tomorrow?

Mrs. Rae:  Of course. [Giggles] Sleep tight, sweeties. [Walks out]

Hmm... it's been such a long day, I expected to fall asleep as soon as I see my bed, and now I can't. Something is bothering me... it was something my mother said, but I can't put my finger on what it is... [Thinking extremely hard]  Wait... wasn't Mrs. Lee's hint about-- Oh. oh, that must be it! OH MY GOD! I know who the father is!