As of today Suzie’s House has reached 100 posts. Some of my readers have complained over the life of this story that it is hard to get from one episode to the next. I hope to have that problem solved soon, but in the meanwhile, I hope this helps people find the episodes they missed. Suzie’s House 1: A Matter of Economics Suzie’s House 2: Friend or Roommate? Suzie’s House 3: Rules Are Made to Be Bent… Suzie’s House 4: …Or Broken… […]
In the last couple of weeks Ben has really gone through the ringer. “You aren’t really going to do it, are you?” Gene asked Ben, but he already knew, and he wasn’t so sure how he felt about it. English class was almost over, and still the story Ben wrote was in his folder. When was he going to give it to Mrs. D? And what would Mrs. D. do? Whatever she did wasn’t gunna to be pretty, and would […]
Last week Ben found his father hanging out at Gene’s house. “What are you doing, going back to my place?” Ben wished Gene would keep his voice down. It was bad enough he had to come along, walking too slow most of the time. When they left Gene’s place with his change of clothes half an hour before not only was Ben’s dad hanging around as if he and Gene’s dad were really friends when they weren’t, but a little […]
Last time Ben was horrified to have Mrs. D return to class. He didn’t know she was, and still is on probation. Gene’s father leaves much to be desired, as does Ben’s. Ben followed Gene back to Gene’s place. If he’d been thinking, he’d have had Gene meet him at home – at Mom’s house. It was on account of Mrs. D. that he didn’t think about it. She was all weird now. She smiled in that way that gave […]
This is part of Ben’s story. The poor kid has had it rough since one of the red headed men tried to kidnap him. He was packed off to his father’s place , which wasn’t much fun for him, just when Mrs. D was driving him nuts with her unfair practices. Not that Gene has had it much better. Then the principal put a special substitute in Mrs. D’s class, and Ben’s mother let him come home. But like he […]
If I were working chronologically, this scene should have come a few weeks ago. It should at least have come before two weeks ago with Mrs. D. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I hadn’t written it yet until today. 🙂 Mrs. D was late. Not that Ben minded. She could be as late as she wanted. In fact, he’d be happy if she never showed up to class again. “Did you hear,” Lisa said. She was sitting in the desk […]
Miranda poured herself a coffee, then eyed the dark liquid in her cup with Irish in mind. She was keeping it together, but just barely. Vin kept sneaking into her room at night, which felt weird with the kid in the house. Suzie wasn’t the least bit shaken about having whacked that nut job Sean O’Connel in the back of the head but Miranda was quaking in her boots. Drew was back to his taciturn self, and Miranda was sure […]
This is a direct continuation from last week, in which Ben’s mother brings down a criminal with a frying pan the day she gives Ben permission to let Gene stay over on a school night. “So, who was that guy? The one your mother hit with the frying pan.” Gene did this weird thing where he looked in the windows of his own house before he opened the door to go inside. Ben didn’t blame him. “I told you.” Actually, […]
This one links back to so many different threads in the story that I don’t know where to begin. I think it stands reasonably well on its own, but if you have any points of confusion, let me know and I’ll put a link to the answer in the comments. Suzie chose one of the larger cast iron pans. Not the one so large it looked like something Popeye would hand Bluto just so Bluto could plunge to the floor […]
Joe and Sean grew up in the rough and tumble world of car bombs and stabbings in Dublin. When Joe caught Vin pretending to be a cab driver to lure Sean into a trap, he shot him. Days later, they coincidentally attended a party in Cindy’s apartment, which is next door to Suzie’s House. Drew shot them both while attempting to arrest them. Since then they have holed up in the apartment of a woman who was out of town, […]
Joe and his brother Sean are not nice men. Joe shot Vin weeks ago and since then Sean has stalked Ben while running a little web-based game involving intentional car accidents. In last week’s episode, Christina, the CIA agent, revealed their whereabouts. Joe always struck Sean as being a bit fey when he got that look in his eyes. He sat in the front parlor of Ravenhorst’s farm house and stared out the window at the highway like he had […]
Christina noticed the way Miranda took the seat on the couch next to Vin, removing the remote control from his hand so they could clasp one another. Suzie sat stiffly on the other side, leaving Christina to sit in a hard backed chair facing the three in their living room as if it were she to be questioned, rather than the other way around. She sat on the edge of the chair; her hands clasped before her, leaned forward, and […]
Mrs. D had been causing problems for Ben all year. The year is almost over, but there is still time to deal with her. Principal Greear set his pen down as Mrs. D. entered his office. Her lips were tight and a faint scowl puckered her brow, but she didn’t look like a total nut job. After looking over the way she’d graded the assignment which brought her to his attention, he’d asked to see her grade books, and then […]
This starts where last week ended Ben yanked the drawer open, then dropped the recipe file into it. The wood of the file clunked against the drawer pretty loud, but he didn’t care. So what if it dented or chipped or something? It’s not like it would make Mom love him any less than she already didn’t. Or did. Or whatever. He thought when she came for him that it meant she loved him. Or at least that she loved […]
This starts where last week ended “What’s wrong?” Drew’s voice was soft and comforting, and nearly made Suzie jump out of her skin. He’d come out of the living room behind her so quietly she hadn’t known he was there. Standing in the cool comfort of the dark hall, trying not to cry over her son’s rejection, she wasn’t prepared to deal with anyone, especially Drew. Oblivious, he set his hands on her shoulders and began to kneed the tension […]