Orphan in Limbo

Insomnia

Later tonight

As the day progressed as its daylight died by the night's dawn, the Howards reserved for themselves a hotel room to stay around a couple of days as they kept in their minds it's going to be a piece of cake for Odette's release. Nonetheless, little did they know indisputably tough will be since she should pass one of her remarkable therapies in a matter of days without canceling it if she wants to be granted with carte blanche.

Once they reserved themselves a hotel room, Jude took a nap on the king-sized bed which she's going to share with her husband for rest the of the week, whereas Timothy promised her he will return within hours by bringing luggage with a handful of remarkable paraphernalia and a couple of garments and shoes, matching with their daily outfits.

Furthermore, the married couple were beyond casted down after Michael, one of Frank's colleagues invaded their private space by asking them to leave institution, charging them of being intruders, due to the head of Briarcliff's order. 

In the interval, whilst the former man of the cloth was reclining on the king-sized bed by relaxing after hours of driving, running himself into the ground and a few sluggish and exasperating drivers driving him to murderous anger by yelling at them from time to time, Jude was on the balcony by sipping her glass of lukewarm white wine, smoking, sitting on the chair and contemplating the extraordinarily gorgeous nocturnal view from high.

On one hand, the both former devotional members of the clergy couldn't be more content and proud-spirited after seeing their love child in the mental hospital, where she's eventually born almost 19 years ago. The prominent, vivid moment they shared as a piece of memory they've already collected and dwelled into their hearts, molting them to edges like destroyed sandcastles. It was the young woman, dressed in pale dark blue gown, singing with the former Freak show owner Elsa Mars on the cabaret of a local Florida nightclub by earning sea of vigorous applauds by the audience. On other hand, it broke their hearts when they saw her in despaired condition which brightly contrasted her exquisite, elegant looks which she served the last time when she appeared on the television screen, being viewed by millions of Americans. When they paid a visit to her cell earlier, they saw their ray of sunshine dressed up in stone blue gown, knee length with round neckline and short sleeves. The image of her still drop-dead gorgeous ringlet of unkempt, filthy chestnut tresses,  cascading down her mid-back and her patient's outfit haunted them especially the blonde. 

As she took her first drag of her cigarette, subsequently she blowed dim, levitating in the thin air as she sipped its cool liquor, burning the corners of her mouth by licking greedily her lips by holding her glass of white wine.

Her mesmerizing hazelish-brown eyes admired its nocturnal, breathtaking grace as if she was on cloud nine, being in the paradise and contemplating its celestial beauty. 

She and the former holy man felt relentless, exceeding remorses which gnawed them, in fact, they haven't made a revelation to their daughter for seeing her on the television screen 2 nights ago and following the tonight's show. Perhaps they had limited time, because of Michael. If it wasn't him to interrupt and ruin their family moment by reuniting altogether, otherwise either Jude or Timothy would admit to their daughter about the overwhelming evening when they beheld her with the German emigrant. 

"It's going to be another sleepless night just like another night." Jude whispered to herself, chanting by lowering her honeyed voice as she hummed sweetly. "I won't be able to forget the night of the days when I finally saw her." She furthered by taking another puff of its cigar length, emitting dim from her tender nostrils and plumpish, rosy-coloured lips.