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had to pass the baton back and forth for some time before they
both decided they would press on the bell at the same time. A voice was
broadcasted through the intercom asking about their identities and intentions.
And Lisa had to uneasily respond…
    “Hi... uhm ...we’re Lisa and John. And we’re here for Irene. We
were hoping to ask some questions about her and Louie…”
    A 30 second hush
came over the dialogue before the gate buzzed and opened itself. And then the
voice on the intercom asked them to, “Come in…”
    Lisa walked in
cautiously while John jumped on his car drove it as close to the front door as
he could. When he got out, he urged Lisa to hurry up as he didn’t want to be
the one talking about the love letters when the stranger came. Lisa delayed
herself even more, hoping that she would be exempted from having to explain her
absurd intentions. Regrettably for her, she still had to face up to her own
shadow as the attendant came soon after she arrived on the front porch.
    “Please follow me,”
he commanded. And they were led into a long hall with expensive portraits and
crystal effects. On the first right was another huge door which the man tapped
lightly before he opened and introduced the two guests. Taking in deep breaths,
John and Lisa entered with great anticipations. But as things progressed, it
suddenly dawned on her that she hadn’t prepared any questions other than “Did
you write this?” and “So what happened?” It was thick of her to expect that people
she didn’t know would just open up about sensitive topics. This wasn’t a movie.
This was reality. And she could have at least brought “Irene” a small token or
gift to ease her way into the person’s favor.
    Without noticing
it, Lisa’s hands began to tremble and her walk became heavy. John, sensing the
panic, held out and gently tugged her stone frozen body towards the chairs.
When they sat down, the hostess, who was about six years older than they were,
showed them a kind smile while she poured some juice to drink. She then lightly
moved the glasses to her guests’ direction before asking…
    “So, you’re here to
talk about Irene and Louie?”
    “… uhm , yes,” Lisa confirmed. “I’m sorry. It didn’t even cross
our minds that it was late.”
    “That’s okay,” the
lady consoled. “It’s not every day I get to talk about them.”
    “Wait...,” John
interjected. “So you’re not Irene?”
    “Hardly,” she said
with such shrewd tone that John had a sinking suspicion that Lisa wasn’t going
to get what she wanted. “Well, in a way, I am. But my name is Natalie. I assume
you’re currently going to Great Rapids High School. I’m actually an alumnus.”
    “I see,” John
responded. “But what did you mean by what you said?”
    “Well, there was
this class I was taking when I was in 11 th grade and the final project
for the year was a short story. I made one based on my relationship with a
boyfriend who was one year older. But when he got into college…he...changed his
mind about us.”
    Natalie poured
herself some tea to clear her throat. And then she continued on by saying…
    “So I had to deal.
But it was hard for me. I wasn’t really that confident of a girl. And Greg was
the first guy who I had ever taken a chance on. My world revolved around him
for a while. And like the story I did, I was hoping we’d have a happy ending as
well. But that wasn’t going to happen anymore. So I tried to change things.
That’s when Louie came along…”
    “I don’t
understand…,” Lisa impatiently jeered.
    “For some time, I kept
going back to the writing I did and figured out how I could redeem myself from
the situation. It was clear I loved Greg more than he loved me. And the
unfairness of it all was infuriating. I just wished I could’ve had an option.
That my story didn’t end up as tragically as it did. So I figured I’d create
someone who was waiting in the wings. That was Louie. And after the