Tillamook, OR

July 23rd, 2020

“So you’re saying that Jaymie Bluevine is still alive?”

“Yes,” Dylan said impatiently, wringing his hands together as he stared hard at the interviewer, “No one wants to believe me but if we could just get a DNA order we could-”

“A DNA order?” the man scoffed, “For what? She hasn’t done anything to warrant anything? Kaitlin certainly hasn’t committed a crime, she hasn’t even-”

“She did this to me!” Dylan roared, leaping up from his seat as the interviewer motioned for security to come and get him. Dylan wasn’t done though as he continued to rant and rave “She’s Jaymie Bluevine! She staged her death somehow and did this to me! She ruined my career! That bitch is Jaymie Bluevine!”

The rest was drowned out as Nico, his wife Marnie, and Kaitlin sat watching the former star get carried off the stage and into the back, still screaming at the top of his lungs about Jaymie Bluevine and what she’d done.

“So how much planning did it take?” Marnie asked from where she was cuddled up on the couch next to her husband. She was quite pretty with dark hair and blonde highlights that shouldn’t have worked but did. In fact Marnie kind of reminded Kaitlin of the old pictures she’d seen of her mother, but she was much nicer than the woman she remembered.

“Ask your hubby,” she said with a sigh, reclining on the other end of the couch, “He did most of the legwork.”

Nico just shook his head, “It’s not something I ever want to do again. Fake-losing you once is enough young lady.”

Kaitlin smiled as she chuckled, while Marnie replied with a “Hear, hear.”

She could only nod as the interviewer came back to address the audience on the TV.

Hear hear indeed.

The End

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