For Part I of Do Not Disturb, Please click the link on Part I, As below:
Sunday came again, and both families attended Church. Jack was a bit hung over, but he managed. When the Hunter family got home, Hazel had the day off, and so did Jack and the boys. Hazel brought the baby home over the threshold and they all gathered around, giving thanks to the Lord for their healthy little baby.
Mark Walsh paraded his family as always, but was as usual privately bored with the Church service. A complete waste of his time, but necessary. Directly afterwards was to be looked forward to, when he would be out at the golfing range hitting a few buckets of balls with his buddies at the Club. Peggy had told him that Hazel Hunter would be over to meet mother, so what a perfect time for an escape anyway, he mused to himself.
At around 1PM, there was a knock on the Walsh's door. Peggy sprang into action, welcoming Hazel.
"Oh hi, Peg honey. I can't stay too long. Have to get back to the baby and all." She looked around, then said, "I didn't know you lived in such a palace. What a fine house you live in."
"Oh no, Mrs. Hunter. I like your house just as much."
Peggy took Hazel by the hand and together they approached the bottom of the staircase. Peggy called up to her mother:
"Mom, mom, it'a Hazel Hunter!! Can you come down and meet her?"
Mom called down from upstairs, "I already have."
"No Mom, no, you've never met Hazel. That must have been someone else". Mom had an excellent memory, so Peggy didn't understand. Surely she must have known that she had never met Hazel. Peg was starting to get nervous. She had told Hazel all about her Mom too, and how much they would like each other.
As we were waiting Hazel said to Peggy, "Oh honey, that's OK, your mama doesn't want to meet me. I don't belong here."
"No Hazel, Mom's not like that. She really would want to know you. You're so nice.". Peggy was sure of it. And after all, she thought to herself, didn't Mom always want to know her friends' parents?
"Mom" Peg called up. "Hazel has to go soon, she's just had a baby and she works all week except today, and..........Mom?."
Hazel gently put her hand on Peggy's arm, and said, "That's OK, honey. Your Mom has other things to be doing than to be meeting me. I understand." She smiled. No sadness in her eyes; she gave Peg a kiss on her flaming red cheek.
"See you soon, honey. We're having a young people's dance this Saturday night. Anna will be giving you a call. You're always welcome, and you know that."
"I do, Mrs Hunter, I do."
"Oh, and say hi to Anna for me. I'll be giving her a call, probably tomorrow."
As the two of them went towards the front door, Mark was bounding up the steps. Peggy made a quick introduction. Mark gave a big smile to Hazel and shook her hand. Thankfully the woman was on her way out, and Peggy looked dazed. Perfect. Everything seemed to be going according to plan.
Mark plopped down in His chair and called out to Peggy.
"So, there's my girl! Did you have a good time over at the Hunters, Peg?".
"What? Oh yeah, Daddy. Real nice."
"That's just great. Be a dear and get me a Gin Tonic, will you?"
"Oh, and make it a double."
Peggy mixed his drink as always and delivered it to her father.
"Thanks, honey. Take a seat; let's talk for awhile." He rambled on about his buddies and golf and told a few 'clean' jokes. With further drinks, came more jokes, but they were always kept on the 'clean' side.
"Well doll", Mark said, consulting his watch. Nearly 3 o'clock.
"I hate to cut this short, but I need to finalize, you know, put the finishing touches on this legal brief. We have to be sure and nail that creep to the wall. The one who raped that girl. He hasn't got a chance now. Your Dad's done a good job here." Peg noticed that he was beginning to slur his words.
Mark called out, "Hey gal, could you get your Dad one more drink?"
"Sounds good, Dad. I'll get you one more." Peggy replied.
"You know, Dad, I feel this horrible headache coming on, so I think I'll just go to my room anyway."
"You bet. Oh, and where's my kiss?" Mark asked. "Shall I let your mother know that you'll be taking a rest?"
Peggy gave her Dad a kiss.
"Ah.........Yeah, Dad. That was such a fun time Friday and Saturday, but this headache came on so quick just now. One of my migraines, I guess."
Mark would let his wife know that Peggy was on her cycle. She always needed extra rest. Thankfully, Katherine saw to all of that. Peg'a mirrored closet contained her feminine supplies, in additional to her fine clothes and shoes.
Peggy's room was the one farthest down a long flight of stairs. Mark had made sure that the carpenters had built his oldest daughter her own bathroom, with plenty of privacy from any prying eyes. Her converted bedroom with the sliding glass door, had a view of the brick patio and swimming pool. The iron workers had installed security bars both on the bedroom door and the bathroom window, per Mark's exacting instructions. They had been Mexicans, so he had gotten himself a great deal. He'd had to listen to their babble while he supervised the project, but it had been worth it. Braceros could be made to use their muscles properly, if you just lit a fire under their lazy asses.
Katherine saw to it that Peg's medicine cabinet was stocked with asprins, Naprosens, and of coures, diet pills. Mark insisted that Peg keep her weight down, and her homework up. He was proud of running a tight ship, and was also insistent that Peg never missed a day of the private schooling they paid dearly for. He was already networking with his associates on the best Universities for Peggy. If only she knew all that he was doing for her. But, some things, he just took care of. No need for the ladies of the family to know. Katherine and Peggy would thank him in the end.
Mark finished his brief, along with his Gin Tonic. He put away his files, and put his feet up on his recliner. He dreamed of the future for his oldest daughter. Her graduation from a prestigious University, her coming out party, then a marriage made in heaven, courtesy of proper introductions to the right families.......... Nothing was too good for his little girl. Girls were complicated, unlike boys. He knew boys and what they were after. And men, for that matter. His business grounded him in the realities ahead for Peggy. Her twin brother Paul kept an eye out for her as well. It was nice seeing them getting along so well. In no time at all, Mark was asleep in his chair, dreaming of the good times ahead for all three of his children. He wondered if they should have one more. After all, he and Katherine had so far produced only thoroughbreds. The world needed more of those, especially in today's world.
As Mark lay sleeping, Katherine put her hands to her face and began to sob upstairs. How was she going to break the news to Peg? Her mind harassed her with how to break the news that Anna was no longer a "suitable friend". Kate was keenly aware that there was no divorcing Mark. Not only was it against their religion, but it would be a disaster to their standing in the community. It would hurt her children. She would face her husband later. Her daughter, perhaps next weekend? Could it be put off that long? She could only hope. Katherine liked Anna. But she was beginning to well up with a hatred of Mark. Oh, God forgive me, she prayed. She dried her eyes and headed for the shower. That evening she had to be dressed up and ready for Mark's work function. All of this play acting was at times, just plain exhausting. But necessary. Also necessary, those birth control pills she had managed to get from a private doctor. No more children. She did not abide the Church's restrictions on family planning. What Mark didn't know wouldn't hurt him, and the rhythm method hadn't worked for her or any of her friends. Maybe when the youngest was all grown up and gone, she could divorce the bastard. He deserved it. Then, he could go screw himself..........literally. No other woman would put up with his games. She was furious. She felt like screaming at him. But, they never did that sort of thing.
Downstairs, Peggy felt confused. She reached for the phone and called Anna.
"Oh, Anna, I loved the party. I'll be sure to pay Mrs Hedges by tomorrow. I'm going to hit up Daddy for my allowance tonight. Mom can run me over to your place after school, I think. I'll ask her and get back to you, OK?
"Sure, Peg. You're my best friend. I've never in my whole life had a friend like you."
"I love you too, Annie. I'm just gonna take a rest now. We'll talk soon. Bye."
Peggy undressed and got into her nightgown, took off her earrings and got ready for bed. Over in her dresser drawers, her hands felt for the bag. It was stuffed with "junk". Papers and photos, and memorabilia from her past. At the bottom of that bag was THE bag. The one with the Reds. Fortunately another friend had a pharmacy contact. 100 pills had cost a pretty penny, however they were the real thing, and she had tried them before. They worked like a charm. Twenty minutes, and she would be asleep.
Peggy took her large water glass and filled it at the bathroom sink. A handful, two handfuls.............whatever. Twenty minutes later, she would forget about all of this nonsense. Why hadn't her Mom wanted to meet Hazel? Mom, she thought, what's wrong with you? Why Mom? Why, when Daddy is so understanding about all of this?
But these were all subjects for another day. She took the Reds and was soon dead to the world.
To sleep, perchance to dream..............that Shakespeare report was due on Tuesday. No matter. This afternoon, she needed to sleep on it.
It was 7PM, and Katherine wanted to peek into her daughter's room at the bottom of the stairs before they left for the evening.
Mark stopped her. He filled her in that Peggy hadn't been feeling well earlier.
"I really think it's best if we don't disturb her right now, Kate."