Maryanne never likes driving in the city. It is always too crowded and bustling. She is not the best driver, and so the possibility of getting into a car accident only increases. As she pulls into the parking lot of the restaurant, Riley begins to get worked up, pulling at her seat belt and crying. Maryanne's stress level elevates as she parks and unbuckles."Just wait," she calls back to the child as she opens the door. "One second." Trying to get Riley out of the car is turning out to be more of a hassle than Maryanne first thought. Riley shrieks that she is hungry and hot as Maryanne tries to put the girl's jacket on. Riley wriggles her arms from the sleeves, large crocodile tears falling down her puffy cheeks. Maryanne fights the urge to scream."Come on Riley, just behave, please," Maryanne finds herself begging Riley, her throat closing, making it difficult to speak.The girl refuses, though, now resorting to kicking and throwing herself back into her car seat."Riley," Maryann
As Maryanne pulls away from the woman, the stranger's nails drag across her flesh, slicing deep. She releases a whimper, almost tipping over a chair. She bites any retort she might have back as the woman continues to advance.The terror pulsating through Maryanne's body has her vision wavering. She remembers that Riley is in her grasp and she tries to build the confidence to protect her."What do you want," Maryanne shouts, glancing around in hopes that someone will intervene. Some of the other families are watching in horror, while a waiter runs across the floor into the back of the restaurant. She tightens her grip and shifts so that Riley is not close to the woman. She looks around, searching for a way out. Her arm throbs in tune with her racing heart. She can feel the warm blood dripping down her skin, but ignores it as her attention is tuned in on the crazed stranger in front of her.The woman's face is distorted, and her eyes are sunken into her face. "I want Riley. I should
As Maryanne breathes in deeply, her arm still throbbing, the doctor leans back, adjusting his glasses. They are all within the main living room of the mansion, Max having forced her to sit down as soon as they arrived."It was a good choice in calling me. Even small cuts such as these can turn for the worse if untreated." He closes his case of medical equipment.Maryanne shifts her arm around, seeing if the slight throb will fall into agony. She winces as she proves her hypothesis right, and the gauze tightens. She lowers her arm once more and holds back the painful sigh caught in her throat.Max is hovering over the side of the doctor, his arms folded and his brow hard. "But she's okay doctor?" He only steps back in order to allow the man to stand up from his chair.He nods, staring down at Maryanne's wrapped arm, "Yes, perfectly healthy. I treated the wounds and wrapped them, but they should start closing up shortly.""Thank you very much." Max releases one of his arms in order to
Riley giggles and dances around the room, throwing tassels up in the air.Maryanne smiles as she watches the young girl. She is untangling some string lights as Max is resituating the evergreen in their large living room, making sure it isn't tilting. He is wearing a tight t-shirt that hugs his muscles, his body rippling with the effort of his task. He grunts as he almost loses his grip on the tree.Maryanne presses her lips together briefly to hold back a laugh. Frustration builds in her chest as the lights only become more tangled. She sighs and drops her hands, "Remember, you agreed, we're on a budget." She rubs her arm that has only just recently healed from Caroline's attack. She has faint pink scars zipping across her flesh. They are only noticeable when the light catches them at the right moment."Yes, yes, I know," Max sighs, standing back. He cocks his head to the side to eye his work. Satisfied, he pivots toward Maryanne and grabs the lights from her grasp, untangling them
As the sun brightens Maryanne's room, causing her to stir, she stretches, squinting. Finally, it's Christmas. She rolls to the side of her bed in a rush. Grabbing her phone from her nightstand, Maryanne sends a quick mass text to her entire family before throwing off her blankets and jumping up. She wonders if her family is spending today together, since she is unable to be there with them. Next year she will hopefully be able to spend it with them. Her plan is to bring Riley along if she is granted sole custody.It is odd for her not to hear any shouting from Riley. Geneva and the rest of the staff were given the day off, thanks to Max's generosity, so it is up to them to feed and care for Riley. It is a good opportunity to showcase their parental abilities.She cannot help but grin when she thinks about Riley opening her presents. The giddiness takes hold and she fights down the urge to jump around.Maryanne changes into a comfy pair of Christmas themed sweatpants and throws on
The three inhabitants of the mansion sit together in the living room, the snow outside glistening. Each present is handed out, placed in a pile next to each individual."Riley, open your first present." Maryanne returns to her seat on the couch, near Max.Riley sits cross-legged on the ground in front of the two adults.She bounces around giggling as she grabs the first box.Rifling through each present, Riley giggles and squeals every time she sees what she was gifted. Maryanne gave her a fairy princess indoor tent, as well as a few dolls and an indoor slide. Max on the other hand had bought her a tablet to play learning games on, a large remote control car that she can ride around in, and a makeshift ball pit.Max chuckles as Riley runs around, "Looks like she enjoyed them all."Maryanne nods, "I'm very glad you didn't go over the agreed upon budget."Displaying mock shock, Max folds his arms, "Of course, you asked me not to.""Here, open you presents." Maryanne turns so that her
Maryanne is curled up in a heap of blankets, watching The Nightmare Before Christmas. This is where Max finds her after laying Riley down for bed. She pretends as though she does not see him entering the theatre room. The movie has just begun and Maryanne listens to his steps descending the aisle almost in time with the opening song."Isn't this a Halloween movie?" Max begins to chuckle, lightening the air. He stands near her, his arms folded as he watches the moving pictures."It's the perfect movie for Christmas too." She attempts a smile only glancing at Max for a moment. When his gaze turns back toward her, though, she quickly averts her eyes back to the screen.He moves to sit next to Maryanne, watching the movie silently.After a while he says, "I want to apologize for earlier. You were right. I should have taken into consideration your feelings. I knew you wouldn't like me spending so much. I was only thinking about your safety. Ideally, I want to have a bodyguard assigned t
Trying not to be shocked at Max's question, Maryanne wonders, "Are you sure you want us there?"Through her phone, she hears Max laugh. "Yeah, of course, why wouldn't I?"She shrugs, even though she knows that he can't see her. "You had a long day. I'm sure you're exhausted.""I want to have dinner with the both of you though."Maryanne looks at the clock on her wall, "It might be too late for Riley to go out.""We can stay in the city. My penthouse has been empty for months. I'm sure it's okay for Riley to stay there one night.""Oh," Maryanne drifts off, her mind reeling with images of the condo.Max's voice shakes her of her reverie, though, "Maryanne it will be okay for one night, right?"She blinks in order to clear her thoughts, "Yeah, it'll be fine." It's only for one night, and it's not like there are strong memories of the two of them there."Good, I'm glad. Where do you want to eat?"She shakes her head once more, forgetting that she is on the phone. "It doesn't mat