Driving Miss Daisy - S01 E20

2 days ago

Driving Miss Daisy - S01 E20

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 20

"I was just finishing grad school for my PhD. when Daisy found me. She claimed that she wanted math tutoring, but my roommate, Rob, worked in the math department and found out that she was a good student and was only looking for a man to support her. I broke our initial engagement after visiting her parents. Her mother treated her father like he was subhuman. She begged me for another chance about two weeks later. I gave her some conditions and a year after that I proposed again. Unfortunately, her mother was too much of a bad influence. I accidentally overheard a phone conversation in which Daisy planned to make me nothing more than a slave and beat me into submission....lock my genitals into a stainless steel cage as a means to enforce it.

"I also heard her admit that she had been cheating on me with her boss. That's when I got the idea of taking over control of her boss's car. I built the control in a week and installed it in his car while they were in a bar. I'm sure that Cara told you about the encounter. They were drinking and snorting coke. He wound up in prison for drug possession and she got probation. She also got her ass kicked to the curb, but talking about her now reminds me of something else I have to do. I got my revenge against her and her lover. I still need to take care of her bitch mother. She's only motivated by money and Daisy learned everything she knows from her."

"What will you do?"

"I'm not quite sure yet, but I'll think on it, maybe during the week The way to hurt her the most is through her wallet. She's a totally mercenary person. We're in a bit of a lull now although we probably have at least a month's work in Ohio and we always have maintenance work with our existing clients. I can't steal from her, but I'll come up with something that will teach her to keep her nose out of other people's business."

Sara kissed me then led me to the laundry room. We folded the sheets and I carried them to the linen closet, replacing them with another set. I was amazed at how quickly Sara had been able to make the bed.

Personally, I was just about ready to jump back in with her. Instead. she led me to the shower. We washed and loved each other and I realized not for the first time how much I enjoyed being with Sara. I dried her lovingly while she did me. Then she surprised me by dressing and sitting me on the bed.

She held my hand as she looked deeply into my eyes. "I have to go home, John. I don't want to. want to stay here with you, but we need to spend some time apart. Call me mid-week if you want to get together next weekend."

"I don't know if I'll be here then. Remember what I said about my revenge? I think know what to do now and it will require that I travel. I'd tell you about it, but I think it's better if you don't know."

"It's not going to be dangerous, is it? Please tell me you're going to come back to me!"

"No....I don't think it will be dangerous. In fact, I don't think that more than one person pertinent to the matter will even know that I'm in the neighborhood. I'll email you every day if you want. Just tell me your address."

"Don't you want to write it down?"

"Not necessary..just tell me." She did and then she got her things together. I walked her to her car where she turned to kiss me. "Trust me, John. Rushing into a relationship is almost always a huge mistake. You're still getting over Daisy and you're vulnerable. I had a wonderful weekend with you and I want to do it again- hopefully lots of times-but we need some time apart so we can think. I know I wouldn't think too clearly with you around. All 1 could think about would be how many different ways I could make love with you."

"Would that be so bad?"

"No, but.."

I stopped her, telling her that I understood. All the same, I felt terribly alone when she drove away. I walked into the garage, taking a look at the SUV that I had rented that afternoon after dropping my Civic in the dealer's lot. It was a lot bigger than the Civic-roomier, too, and it had a lot of bells and whistles-fifteen computers. Unfortunately, there was no manual. It would make interesting reading-just goes to show you how much of a nerd I am. I went inside, turning the alarm on and sitting to watch a little TV. The only thing i found that was worthwhile was CNN and even that wasn't so great. I went to bed early, lying there for more than an hour as my plans for Margaret O'Neill began to take shape.

I was always up early so after a quick breakfast I cruised into the office lot in my rental. I was at my desk working out my travel arrangements when Cara poked her head in, starting the week as she always did. "Have a good weekend?"

"You know very well I did. Come in with your pad once you're settled in. Get coffee first, if you want." She returned about twenty minutes later.

"Okay, I want you to send Chuck, Vince, Ali, and Sergel out to Columbus to get the Ohio project underway. Set them up with a good hotel, hopefully near the state office buildings-separate rooms-and tell them to charge all their meals and a reasonable number of drinks to their rooms. Make sure that the hotel saves a room for me. I don't yet know when I'll go out there. I have something I have to take care of first."

"Business or pleasure?"

"I'm not sure yet, although it might turn out to be pleasurable. We'll see." I suddenly had another thought and smiled wryly.

"Ah... Daisy," she said with a smile. She was just about to leave when she turned to me. "I'm really glad you had a good time. I know I did and so did Sara. You're enough to make me rethink my long-term plans and I would if not for my sister. I think she's falling for you. You should have heard her talking for hours last night."

"I thought about her a lot, too. She's a wonderful person...kind of like her sister." Then I shooed her out to work. The first thing I did was check on the various ways to get to Springfield in western Massachusetts. Flying was out of the question. I couldn't find a direct flight unless I drove to LaGuardia, something I hesitated to do. I hated city traffic. In the end I decided to take the ferry from Port Jefferson to Bridgeport, Connecticut. From there the drive was less than ninety minutes. The only question was when.

That was pretty much settled when the Toyota salesman called me. I could pick up my car any time. My check had already cleared. I placed an important phone call then left work early to drop the rental off at Islip MacArthur Airport where I grabbed a cab up to Smithtown, a ride of less than ten miles. I arrived at just after four and an hour later I had been briefed by the salesman and my plates were on the new car. I even had my new registration. I resolved to leave tomorrow-Tuesday afternoon, having an important errand to run first.