SUNSET ROOM - MAIN BALLROOM
"Good heavens, Judith, why do
you always have to over dramatize things?" Corinne sighed with
disgust as she shook her head.
"I'm...not...." Judith's eyes were wide with shock and terror; her breathing was
shallow. Yes, she remembered everything about that horrible and
tragic night. Not only had Janet been there the night Judith had
fallen down the stairs and lost the baby she'd secretly shared with Burt, but Janet had pushed her! Judith had lost her child
because of Janet!
"What in the devil is wrong
with you?" Corinne narrowed her eyes and examined Judith
carefully. "Judith? Are you listening to me?
Have you taken ill?"
"N-no," she muttered
shakily, even as she began to feel sick to her stomach.
"You're the most ghastly shade
Judith's voice was barely audible -- just above a whisper. With
slow determination, she stood straight up, inhaled deeply, and began
to step forward. However, she only managed to stumble and she
again reached back for the wall to brace herself.
"Too bad Cecil B. DeMille
isn't here," Corinne quipped dryly. "This performance
of yours is practically Oscar worthy."
"This isn't a
performance," Judith hissed, her head snapping around in
Corinne's direction, a fire in her eyes as her head began to clear.
The momentary fog that had enveloped her had passed and Judith saw and
thought with a clarity that she was sure she'd never known. Her
memories were real and tangible. She had full knowledge of
everything that had happened the night she'd fallen. There was
no longer any doubt in her mind. Boosted with that confidence,
Judith stood up taller and straighter than she'd ever stood in her
"Corinne, Judith, what's
wrong?" Dr. Talbot Campbell asked as he walked over to his wife
and his friend. "Judith, are you ill?"
"Oh, I see, now," Corinne
seethed, her eyes darting from Talbot to Judith. "This is
all an act! Just some melodramatic performance to prey upon my husband's
Talbot shot his wife a disapproving look. "Isn't it obvious
that Judith's not feeling well?" He reached out to take her
by the arm. "Judith, let me help you over to a chair so you
can sit down."
"No!" Judith yanked
her arm away from him and began to walk away.
" I see." Corinne's
eyes blazed. "You fake some sort of attack and then a stoic
display of strength so that you can spark Talbot's concern. Then
you'll lead him off to some secluded corner and play on his
"Oh, shut up, you old
hag!" Judith spat, physically pushing her out of the way,
prompting a sharp gasp out of Corinne.
"Judith, where are you
going?" Talbot asked with much concern. "Corinne's
right. You don't look well."
"I'm fine," she replied
with a voice full of steadfast confidence. "In fact, I feel
better than I have in months."
"Excuse me, please," she
continued, walking away from him. "There are a few things I
need to take care of. I need to go have a little visit with my