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I N F A M O U S
by wild rose

     

Prologue

She didn’t want to be famous. She wanted to work. She wanted people to smile and nod in appreciation when they heard her name. Now they would, but not for the reason she hoped.



Spence thought he would wake the world with the collision of his tasseled loafers against the cold hospital floor. He made his way down the seemingly never-ending hallway and pushed the door open.

Continuing his way towards the small podium drowning in microphones, he caught a glimpse of an exchange between two reporters.

"Betcha it’s a girl." said the slightly larger one.

"Nah, it’s gotta be a boy. The first is always a boy." his colleague replied.

"Five bucks?" the first asked. His friend smile, "Five bucks? Make it five bucks and two beers and you’re on!"

They shook hands and turned their attention back to the front of the room.



Spence shook his head and cleared his throat to gain the attention of the media surrounding him.

"Ladies and gentleman, after nearly 34 hours of intensive labor, Miss Katherine Walker has died." the words he spoke next were almost unheard as the gasps that filled the room nearly drowned him out.

"The child is alive and is being cared for. Out of respect for Ms. Walker and her family no further details will be given out at this time. You will be notified, as more information becomes available. Thank you." he finished.

Turning quickly Spence ignored the myriad of questions that were shouted at him and left. He made it only a few feet down the hall before shrinking down against the wall. Wrapping his hands around his knees he sobbed quietly,

"Kat, why did you leave me?"

Chapter One

Five years earlier...

"I don't care what your father says. There's no way on Gods green earth that I'm letting you move to Los Angeles." her mother scolded emphatically with a waving finger.

"But mom - you don't understand. I have to go to LA. I have to be an actress - it's my dream!" Katherine pleaded.

"Acting is no way to live. You won’t be able to support a family, let alone yourself."

"Mom, these are the sixties, change with the times!" Her defiance was met with a steely glare - meaning that it was time to give up. She quickly turned on her heels and raced to her room. Diving onto her bed, she grabbed a pillow and squeezed it tightly. Why doesn't she understand? How can I make her understand? The earlier scene was repeated during dinner, only this time the entire family was watching. After finishing the meal in silence, Katherine gave her father a loving hug and retreated to her room. "I don't care what she says. I'm nineteen. That's old enough to make it on my own. I'll show them. I can do this - it's my dream.

"Quickly making up her mind, she complied a mental list of the things needed. A few hours later, she had a knapsack and small duffel bag filled. What else did she need? Money. Realizing that all banks would be closed by now, she put off her escape until morning. Carefully stowing the baggage under the bed to avoid suspicion, she got ready for bed and hid under the covers.

She had barely closed her eyes when the door creaked open, casting a stream of light into the darkness.

"Katherine, are you asleep?" came a firm voice.

"No, mother." she replied solemnly.

I'm sorry for us having 'words' earlier. I just want what's best for you. You know that."

"Yes I do," Katherine said "but isn't what's best for me what makes me happy?"

"Katherine, of course it is. You just don't know what really makes you happy yet." her mother continued.

She was about to disagree but decided it wasn't worth it. She was leaving tomorrow and didn't want her last memory of her mother to be a fight.

"Good night, mother." she said simply.

"Good night, my dear." came the reply while getting off the bed. Watching as her mother crossed the room towards the door, Katherine spoke as her hand connected with the door knob.

"Mom?" she spoke into the quiet room.

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"Me too, dear. Me too."

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