Nightingale Page #4

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You always loved this one.

Hello, Vicki?

It's Peter.

Yeah, I know, I got a new cell phone.

Of course she knows about it.

It's her idea, practically.

She needs to reach me at work sometimes.

Good Lord, of course we can afford it.

We're not paupers, you know.

I assume Jenny's off to school?

I did call you right back.

No, I did not say immediately.

Oh, please, I did not.

Look, Vicki, I said

I'd call you back and I did.

Man, you're so contentious!

Anyway, yeah, listen,

I have some exciting news.

Yeah, we're gonna redecorate.

Yeah, everything!

Yeah, I'm serious.

It's about time, don't you think?

This place hasn't been touched

since Daddy left.

How long ago was that, 30 years?

I swear I look at this place sometimes,

it's like a mausoleum.

I'm just gonna back up a truck

and gut it like a fish.

Like Daddy used to do

on that pontoon boat, remember?

Remember how he used to

disembowel those catfish?

Well, that's what

I'm gonna do to this place.

I swear I'm just gonna disembowel it.

Of course she knows about this.

Look, she's very amenable to my ideas,

you know, Vicki.

You talk about her

like she's some kind of monster.

She's really not.

She's actually quite reasonable.

She has been lately, anyway.

Yeah, new carpeting.

New paint.

Definitely new draperies.

I don't know how much that'll cost.

Not that much, probably.

Who cares anyway?

We'll just put it on the MasterCard.

We should have started this 10 years ago

when we got that settlement money!

Could have done

a little bit at a time, like I said.

Or we could have hired somebody.

Instead I'm faced with this

huge f***ing job all by myself.

What the hell do you care?

It's not like you ever entertain.

You'd be content to live

in this dusty old mausoleum

'til the Second Coming of the Lord.

So, I'm stuck doing

everything myself, as usual!

Edward will come to this filthy,

miserable hovel

and I'll just be humiliated.

You'd love that, wouldn't you?

Don't even try to deny it.

Amen.

Good Lord, can't I get a moment's peace?

Hello?

Oh. Hello, Mrs. Carothers.

Mrs. Carothers,

you know Mother would

never let me call you Charlene.

That would be disrespectful.

No, I'm sorry, she's... She's not here.

She's, um...

She's playing bridge this afternoon

with her friends at the church.

'Course I'm sure.

Why, where else would she be?

No, no, that was last year.

They... They changed the

schedule this year.

Anyway, how are you?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, how's the weather in Mobile?

Oh, I'm fine, Mrs. Carothers,

thank you for asking.

We're just...

We're just doing

a little remodeling around here,

which is quite a bit of work,

as you well know.

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