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Post by EarlyBird on Jan 8, 2009 22:54:07 GMT 9.5
Int-Madeline's house-evening Months later Madeline is sat with a baby girl in her arms. She smiled and rocks her.
Mad: Sh sh sh...Mummy's here darling.
Max: Give her to me.
Mad: Are you saying I can't look after my own child?
Max: No. Just let me hold her.
Mad: (sighs and stands up walking around the room with the baby in her arms). Daddy's being very grumpy isn't he. (smiles and kisses her head).
Max: I am not grumpy. I'm just restless.
Mad: Em hum (looks at him as she hands the baby over). I'm going to have a drink. Want one?
Max: What kind of drink?
Mad: Vodka and orange.
Max: Are you sure that's wise?
Mad: What? Do you think I plan on getting drunk or something? (laughs and pours herself a drink).
Max: No. But you have a daughter to take care of and I don't want anything bad happening.
Mad: You do don't you? You think I'm going to get legless.
Max: Well I wouldn't put it past you.
Mad: I am not stupid Max! (grabs her keys and a packet of cigarettes). I'm going for a drive.
Max: Where?
Mad: Anywhere. Just as long as it's outside in the fresh air for once. Been stuck in this house for three days. (walks over to him and kisses the baby's head). Be good. (walks outside and into her car. She sits in her convertible and puts a cigarette in her mouth before starting the car. She lights the cigarette and then drives off).
© Alison Garwood
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Post by queenelspeth on Jan 10, 2009 22:13:19 GMT 9.5
Aww still no peace within the household What's the baby called? More please! x
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Post by EarlyBird on Jan 20, 2009 9:27:10 GMT 9.5
Sorry haven't updated in a while waiting for my muse to wake up. *hugs*
Later that night Madeline walks into the house.
Max: Where have you been? I've been worried sick.
Mad: I'm fine I just went for a drive that's all.
Max: Emma is asleep.
Mad: Good (sighs and sits down). I'm so tired.
Max: You weren't the one looking after a child.
Mad: And has it slipped your tiny mind who watches her every moment of everyday while you're at work!
Max: I know you do.
Mad: Then stop complaining because you're giving me a headache.
Max: Are you coming?
Mad: Where? (puts her hand to her forehead).
Max: Bed.
Mad: In alittle while.
Max: It's already late.
Mad: So a few extra moments wont matter will they.
Max: Fine. Stay here if you want.
Mad: (sighs tiredly and stands up).
Max: You decided to come afterall?
Mad: Yes. Just be quiet and lets go to bed okay?
Max: Of course, no problem. (walks upstairs).
Mad: (walks upstairs and lays down on the bed).
Max: Aren't you getting dressed?
Mad: Does everything have to be done at your speed? (sarcastic)
Max: Forgive me for speaking.
Mad: I'll get ready in my own time, not when you tell me to.
Max: I see. Do as you wish then.
Mad: Don't worry...I will. I always do.
© Alison Garwood
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Post by Mandy on Jan 25, 2009 21:55:13 GMT 9.5
great work!thank you
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Post by EarlyBird on Jan 27, 2009 19:41:54 GMT 9.5
thanks hun I hope to do more soon xxx
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Post by queenelspeth on Feb 2, 2009 10:34:22 GMT 9.5
sarcy cow! hehe love it more please
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Post by EarlyBird on Feb 12, 2009 19:31:57 GMT 9.5
Finally updated for you Sorry for the wait Int. Madeline's Home-Morning The next day Madeline is sat in bed looking a newspaper over. Mad: There's a new car in here for a good price, you should take a look at it. Max: We already have a car. Mad: One car. There is more then one of us in the house. Max: Are you going to pay for it? Mad: Don't see why I should when I paid for the other one. Max: Ha. You never did that. Mad: I beg to differ. I have the papers to prove it. That cars mine. So you can buy yourself a new car or you can walk to work. Max: Why are you suddenly being like this? Mad: Because I need the car and I can't just let you run off with it. Max: Fine (takes the newspaper). Which is it? Mad: The dark blue one. Max: I'll give them a call. Mad: Good. And just so you know I need the car so I can get about in an emergency. Max: Okay okay. I understand...You don't need to drill it into me. Mad: Sorry. I better feed Emma, it's getting late. Max: She must be sound asleep. Mad: She is (smiles and walks out of the room).
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Post by queenelspeth on Feb 13, 2009 0:38:59 GMT 9.5
aww i like it but i hope they can be nice to each other for once hehe xx
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