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Sunny du Pree
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Emai Phyllis Masquerade

Sunny,

I have lost my positive frame of mind, dear friend. The other night Douglas came home before the Council Meeting and was in such a bad mood that tea cups were jumping off their hooks and smashing on the kitchen floor. I rushed in and told him, please, you must think happy thoughts, you're feeding the poltergeists. He huffed up and started yelling at me! He told me I had no idea what's really going on and to keep my silly drivel to myself. Of course, while he was shouting, china was sailing through the air, smashing against walls and exploding on countertops, and I ran out the back door in terror. I was crying, I couldn't help myself, and he grabbed my arm and yanked me around. Behave yourself, Phyllis, he said, in a most cold and cruel tone, don't make a fool of yourself in front of the neighbors! Well, that made me gather my self-control in an instant and I glared at him, saying, How dare you speak to me that way!
He replied that he would speak to me any way he choose and said other things that were � I'm having trouble writing this because my eyes keep blurring with tears. Sunny, it was horrible! It was like those times with Dale and Sam when it seemed that all I'd known of them before was a mask and underneath was someone I'd never seen, someone vicious and sinister. As he was jerking me back into the house, he was speaking in a low tone, like a growl, telling me I am only an ornament like his Rolex, a decoration befitting a man in his position; I've been acting like a fool and embarrassing him and he'll have no more of it! When we got back inside, the kitchen was quiet and still. He was so coldly furious that even the poltergeists were intimated, I think. He forced me down into a chair and lectured me exactly the way Father always did! I must be elegant and regal, perfectly groomed and attired; I have an image to project, a place in society to uphold, a responsibility to maintain our prestige and respect in the community, my duty, our honor, on and on, until he looked at his watch and rushed out to the meeting.
When the door slammed behind him, I realized that I was shivering with cold and fear and dread. I didn't move; I couldn't. I could not judge whether I was in one of those damned cold spots or if I had become one! Then, I felt so very tired. I pushed aside the broken china � my grandmother's china, priceless and irreplaceable � and laid my head down on the table and cried. I cried like I haven't cried since I was a teenager when Father forbade me to see my first love because he was "unsuitable." I don't know how long I wept and then it seems I dozed and was awoken by loud knocks in the wall. I looked up and saw the time on the kitchen clock and realized with a start that Douglas would be home soon! I hastily swept up the debris and ordered the kitchen, rushed upstairs to wash my face, put on fresh make-up and restored my coif. I was prepared, arranged, propped up in bed with a novel to be pretending to read, ready for his return home. You see, I really do know what's expected of me. I have been trained.Of course, we have not spoken about this flare-up since. We have returned to our "proper" roles. I do see the irony in all of this. I have been so startled when people have dropped their masks and shown what is underneath all the while wearing a most perfect mask of my own. But, under my mask, I am not cruel or violent, I am timid and afraid. There may be something truly evil happening under the surface of this town and I am beginning to think that Douglas knows what it is -- he may even be a part of it.

The whole house is full of cold and fear and dread now or, perhaps, I am
carrying it inside me wherever I go. Don't be worried about me. I know my place; I know what is expected of me. Like Father always told me, Phyllis, you're a princess, you're entitled to the best and you'll have it. Well, I should like to tell him now that I've become a queen, an ice queen, and ask, is that the "best" you promised me?

Your friend,
Phyllis

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Sunny Du Pree
I dreamed a dream and now that dream has come for me

Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2003 3:48 pm

MageSteff
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Joined: 06 Jun 2003
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Re: Emai Phyllis Masquerade

Sunny du Pree wrote:

Sunny,

... He huffed up and started yelling at me! He told me I had no idea what's really going on and to keep my silly drivel to myself. Of course, while he was shouting, china was sailing through the air, smashing against walls and exploding on countertops, and I ran out the back door in terror. I was crying, I couldn't help myself, and he grabbed my arm and yanked me around. Behave yourself, Phyllis, he said...He replied that he would speak to me any way he choose and said other things that were � ...
Your friend,
Phyllis

Sounds like the good attorney isn't so good after all.

Sunny since you have a relationship going with Phyllis, please let her what her husband is doing borders on abuse, which he should know is illegal. Please let her know if she needs a friend, or decides she wants to leave him, I can put her up at my home. She has her own business, so she should have some income of her own that she can rely on until the alimony kicks in. If he leaves bruises, she should call the police immediately, go to Greatwater General and have pictures taken of the marks so she can fight him in court if need be. Violence is never a good thing.

[OK yes, I know this is a game, but this is behavior I personally find reprehensible. - There are shelters for battered spouses where they can find support and protection from abusers. If you find yourself in such a situation and need help locating resources, e-mail me and let me know the best way to contact you. I will help to the best of my ability.]

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A small group of thoughtful people could change the world. Indeed, it's the only thing that ever has. - Margaret Mead

Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2003 4:32 pm

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