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Karin Schill
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Hi Everyone,
While we're waiting for the archieves to be retrived I figured it would be a good idea to start a new one shot thread so we could share short stories with each other in the meantime.
I'll even give it a go, and this is a first for me, as I have as far as I can remember never shared any of my Dallas writing publically before. I have only enjoyed reading all the other talented writers stories. So well I'd like to dedicate this to all my friends on here whose stories I've enjoyed over the years.
Enough said. Here is what I've written:
Sue Ellen closed the door to her room and glanced across the hall towards JR’s room. She hesitated for a moment as she was not so sure it was a good idea to enter the lion’s den. Yet she could sense that JR was up to something and she was curious to find out what. So she decided to have a little talk with him before breakfast. Sue Ellen sighed before she knocked on the door. But there was no reply. Maybe he’s already gone down to breakfast. Sue Ellen reflected, as she knew she should walk away. Yet there was something that made her feel drawn to his room. So she opened the door and walked into the room. She called out for him, “JR?”
But there was no reply. All that could be heard was the shower running and Sue Ellen knew that she shouldn’t be here. Yet there was something eerily familiar about the room that pulled her in. Taking a look around her she figured out why that was, because the room looked almost exactly the same as it did when she moved out of there 7 years ago. It was the same brown striped wallpaper, the same chest of drawers and closet. It’s even the same bed, Sue Ellen could feel a chill run down her spine, as she came to that realization. It surprised her, since she would have figured that Cally would have redecorated the room when she was married to JR. Yet she apparently never did as the room still looked the same as when she lived there. All that was missing was her personal possessions.
Sue Ellen was amazed by this and feeling a sense of belonging, she closed the door behind her and walked further inside the room. She took a look in the mirror, her reflection had changed a bit since the last time she was there. But she was still a beautiful woman. She then opened one of his drawers and without really knowing what she was looking for she started going through his things. She found one of his ties that she picked up and started to fiddle around with, as she stood there, taking in her surroundings.
Standing there inside of their old room, the memories washed over her and it made Sue Ellen feel vulnerable. Because out of all the rooms in the house, JR’s bedroom was the one place that made her feel most uncomfortable, as it was within these four walls that most of the battles of her marriage had been fought out. The harsh words, the tears, the anguish and her insecurities, it all came back to her. How he shattered all my hopes and dreams. But she also remembered their laughter, the passion of their love making and the intimacy of being his confidant, the only one who shared his secrets. The only one who really understood him. Sue Ellen could feel a tidal wave of emotions crash over her. It was more than she could handle. So she turned around to leave.
But before she could make it to the door, her gaze fell upon something that made her stop dead in her tracks. Because there on his nightstand was a photo that she recognized too well. Sue Ellen was not sure she could trust what her eyes were telling her. So she walked over to the nightstand to take a closer look and surely enough, her eyes were not deceiving her, because right there on his bedside table was their wedding photo. It was standing next to a photo of John Ross and without thinking Sue Ellen picked up the wedding photo and let her fingers run over it. Looking at their smiling faces, she was so transfixed with the photo and lost in memories that she didn’t notice the door to the bathroom opening behind her.
JR walked into the room. He was pleasantly surprised to notice that he had company, yet he didn’t show it as he said, “Sue Ellen, what are you doing in here?”
His voice startled her, as she could feel her cheeks getting red. Yet she did her best to hold her composure. “JR, I was just…” Sue Ellen stopped mid-sentence, as she turned around to face him. Noticing that he was dressed in a robe and that his hair was still wet from the shower, she licked her lips nervously, as she was involuntarily attracted to him. How the hell did I put myself in this position? Sue Ellen cursed mentally. And more importantly how do I get out of this without falling into his bed?
“You were just what darling?” JR asked, before adding sarcastically. “Because don’t tell me that you got lost on your way down to the breakfast table…”
“No I just wanted to talk to you…”
“Oh?” JR raised an eyebrow, as he took a step closer to her. “Are you sure that’s all you want to do?”
“Of course I’m sure, why do you even ask me that?”
“Oh I don’t know, maybe because you’re in my bedroom, looking at our wedding photo…” JR pointed out to her.
Sue Ellen felt like she’d burnt herself, as she hurried to put the photo back where it belonged. “I’m surprised you still have it!”
“Well of course I still have it. I mean you were my wife…”
“I know, but you were married to Cally after me…”
“Yes and we both know the only reason I married that country girl was because you tricked me into it.”
“Well she was still your wife, so I’m surprised she didn’t change the room…”
“I didn’t want her to,” JR admitted. “She’s never had your touch for interior decoration and I’d rather have a room that feels like home than one full of bad taste. I liked what you did to the place when it was ours.”
Sue Ellen shifted uncomfortably before accepting the compliment, “Well thank you, I guess.”
While we're waiting for the archieves to be retrived I figured it would be a good idea to start a new one shot thread so we could share short stories with each other in the meantime.
I'll even give it a go, and this is a first for me, as I have as far as I can remember never shared any of my Dallas writing publically before. I have only enjoyed reading all the other talented writers stories. So well I'd like to dedicate this to all my friends on here whose stories I've enjoyed over the years.
Enough said. Here is what I've written:
Sue Ellen closed the door to her room and glanced across the hall towards JR’s room. She hesitated for a moment as she was not so sure it was a good idea to enter the lion’s den. Yet she could sense that JR was up to something and she was curious to find out what. So she decided to have a little talk with him before breakfast. Sue Ellen sighed before she knocked on the door. But there was no reply. Maybe he’s already gone down to breakfast. Sue Ellen reflected, as she knew she should walk away. Yet there was something that made her feel drawn to his room. So she opened the door and walked into the room. She called out for him, “JR?”
But there was no reply. All that could be heard was the shower running and Sue Ellen knew that she shouldn’t be here. Yet there was something eerily familiar about the room that pulled her in. Taking a look around her she figured out why that was, because the room looked almost exactly the same as it did when she moved out of there 7 years ago. It was the same brown striped wallpaper, the same chest of drawers and closet. It’s even the same bed, Sue Ellen could feel a chill run down her spine, as she came to that realization. It surprised her, since she would have figured that Cally would have redecorated the room when she was married to JR. Yet she apparently never did as the room still looked the same as when she lived there. All that was missing was her personal possessions.
Sue Ellen was amazed by this and feeling a sense of belonging, she closed the door behind her and walked further inside the room. She took a look in the mirror, her reflection had changed a bit since the last time she was there. But she was still a beautiful woman. She then opened one of his drawers and without really knowing what she was looking for she started going through his things. She found one of his ties that she picked up and started to fiddle around with, as she stood there, taking in her surroundings.
Standing there inside of their old room, the memories washed over her and it made Sue Ellen feel vulnerable. Because out of all the rooms in the house, JR’s bedroom was the one place that made her feel most uncomfortable, as it was within these four walls that most of the battles of her marriage had been fought out. The harsh words, the tears, the anguish and her insecurities, it all came back to her. How he shattered all my hopes and dreams. But she also remembered their laughter, the passion of their love making and the intimacy of being his confidant, the only one who shared his secrets. The only one who really understood him. Sue Ellen could feel a tidal wave of emotions crash over her. It was more than she could handle. So she turned around to leave.
But before she could make it to the door, her gaze fell upon something that made her stop dead in her tracks. Because there on his nightstand was a photo that she recognized too well. Sue Ellen was not sure she could trust what her eyes were telling her. So she walked over to the nightstand to take a closer look and surely enough, her eyes were not deceiving her, because right there on his bedside table was their wedding photo. It was standing next to a photo of John Ross and without thinking Sue Ellen picked up the wedding photo and let her fingers run over it. Looking at their smiling faces, she was so transfixed with the photo and lost in memories that she didn’t notice the door to the bathroom opening behind her.
JR walked into the room. He was pleasantly surprised to notice that he had company, yet he didn’t show it as he said, “Sue Ellen, what are you doing in here?”
His voice startled her, as she could feel her cheeks getting red. Yet she did her best to hold her composure. “JR, I was just…” Sue Ellen stopped mid-sentence, as she turned around to face him. Noticing that he was dressed in a robe and that his hair was still wet from the shower, she licked her lips nervously, as she was involuntarily attracted to him. How the hell did I put myself in this position? Sue Ellen cursed mentally. And more importantly how do I get out of this without falling into his bed?
“You were just what darling?” JR asked, before adding sarcastically. “Because don’t tell me that you got lost on your way down to the breakfast table…”
“No I just wanted to talk to you…”
“Oh?” JR raised an eyebrow, as he took a step closer to her. “Are you sure that’s all you want to do?”
“Of course I’m sure, why do you even ask me that?”
“Oh I don’t know, maybe because you’re in my bedroom, looking at our wedding photo…” JR pointed out to her.
Sue Ellen felt like she’d burnt herself, as she hurried to put the photo back where it belonged. “I’m surprised you still have it!”
“Well of course I still have it. I mean you were my wife…”
“I know, but you were married to Cally after me…”
“Yes and we both know the only reason I married that country girl was because you tricked me into it.”
“Well she was still your wife, so I’m surprised she didn’t change the room…”
“I didn’t want her to,” JR admitted. “She’s never had your touch for interior decoration and I’d rather have a room that feels like home than one full of bad taste. I liked what you did to the place when it was ours.”
Sue Ellen shifted uncomfortably before accepting the compliment, “Well thank you, I guess.”