Cleo replied and they both sipped their drinks.
The kitchen was quiet for a moment. Silence filled the air; but instead of causing discomfort, both women knew that something was about to happen. Something was about to change.
“So…" Susan said after a little while. "You said you'd tell me what happened. With my father." She looked away for a second. "With you. You said something about it before, I remember."
FLASH! "Oh, darling girl, I've done some terrible things. I've done some horrible things. I couldn't live with myself, I just couldn't. We were so poor and you see you wanted a job on the television for so long. I cant' tell you what it was like, we never told you..."
FLASH!
"Mom, what are you saying?" Susan studied her mother intently. " Hope Falls was a snuff film studio." She narrowed her eyes at her mother. "What are you telling me?"
Cleo was silent for a moment. "I never thought I would have to tell you this." Cleo said. "But we were so poor, darling girl. So we did something that no parent should ever do to their child. When you were seventeen, and you got that first job on All My Children?"
Susan nodded. She had remembered the time with fondness. "I loved it; my first job. It was like a dream come true."
“That's precisely what it seemed like to me. A dream. We never told you but your contract included a clause, much like Miriam's."
“But Miriam's contract was a Lifetime Contract. I was just working for Passions, Mother. I was just an actress." She looked at her mother, her eyes colder than they had been in a while. She did not want to hear what she was about to be told.
She knew in her gut what her mother was about to say.
“Yes, but you were a Contract Actress. You were contracted out to different shows, remember? Your father and I were your agents, remember Darling?"
“Yes." Susan said coldly. "I remember."
“Well, your contract was owned by Hope Falls Studios." Cleo said softly.
Chapter Nine
"What the hell do you mean, my contract was owned by Hope Falls ?"
Cleo looked down at the kitchen table, her hands clutching her Mai Tai. "I never knew how to tell you…it was so hard, you see. We were paying for your acting classes and your education. We had to find a way to do it, to…" A tear slid down Cleo's cheek and she clutched a hand to her mouth. She took a deep steadying breath and continued.
"…We had to find a way to do it, to survive. Every penny we had was going into your education. You wanted to be an actress so badly, Susan; I remember that day you told me you wanted to do that; we were watching a movie on television and you said you wanted to do that."
Susan looked at her mother as if she were a different person, someone she didn't know. Who was this woman? Her mother was cold and distant; her mother was different. All her life, her mother had been different. Sensed things. It had set them apart; Susan never believed in what she couldn't see. Right now, her mother was hurting. "What happened, Mother?"
"We were at an audition. You were eighteen. Your father and I were approached by Howard Kowalski."
At the sound of his name, Susan felt a chill go up her spine. "That man had nothing to do with me until Miriam."
“That's not true."
“Yes it is." Susan spat the words at her mother.
“Darling girl, you have to listen to me. Did you not wonder how you shot to stardom so quickly? Why you never had any trouble getting a part in anything? Why all the soap opera's wanted to cast you and offer you parts?"
Susan stared at her mother, shocked. She felt as if she had been slapped. She had assumed that she had gotten the work because she was a good actress. And now, her mother was telling her…
“What are you saying, Mother."
“You had a contract. Different than Miriam's. But you had a contract."
Susan felt her skin pale. Narrowing her eyes, she leaned in closer to her mother. There was fury there. "What. Are. You. Saying. Mother."
“You