The Search for Sadie - Commentary
Chapter Three
She got back to work, and started the coffee machines with the freshly-ground coffee she got from Jim. Her co-workers starting piling into the small break room. They shoved her outside actually, just to get to the coffee. Many were Muppets, and some were humans. She moaned softly as someone accidently jabbed into her chest, just to get through.
Sadie: 'Moaned softly'? I would have yelled.
Renee: I guess you were trampled, that was all you could do.
"They're like animals when it comes to that coffee, huh Sadie?" A fellow co-worker replied to her, as she helped her up.
"Ugh. Thanks, Lisa. They are. It's like it's their blood or something..." She brushed her shirt a bit, noticing in the trampling she had a footprint on it.
Sadie: Lisa? My co-worker's name was Sara.
Renee: I couldn't self-insert someone who's name was same as mine, Sadie.
Sadie: Oh.
Renee: So, TogetherAgain graciously allowed me to use her real name as the co-workers.
Sadie: That was sweet of her!
Renee: She really liked the cameo too!
"Me, I don't drink coffee. I prefer water...or maybe soda. But yeah...they are absolutely nuts when it comes to that coffee." Lisa watched the workers file out of the room, and to their respective cubicles. "I'm just glad I don't drink the stuff. I'd be in that mob as well."
Sadie frowned, then started to walk back to her office. Lisa followed, with a few papers in her hand. "You said you needed to get the Muppets more space in the paper?" Lisa stated.
"Yeah. They've got a nice winter show coming up, and Kermit had asked Mr. Takashi for more room. But Takashi said if we could squeeze it in, they'd get it. Otherwise..."
With that Sadie lifted up the pre-print layout of the backpage. A small section, maybe 1/3 of the page, was an ad for the Muppets.
Scooter: That's really small...
"Oh dear. That's not all that much...and it's on the back page too!! I can't believe Takashi would do that to them!!" Lisa sat on a chair, in front of Sadie's desk, then she saw the brightly colored ticket on her desk.
"Oh! When were you able to get it? It's not even being sold just yet!"
"Oh, some kid named Scooter gave me it, when I was down at Jim's shop." She smiled, remembering the young boy. "He was so sweet, he helped me get the coffee into the car."
Scooter: I am very sweet, thank you, thank you.
Renee: *Jabs him in his chest.* Quit being a showoff. XD
"Scooter? That name's familiar." Lisa turned the ticket over, and she saw the back. "Hey!! That's your brother! He owns the Muppet Theatre?"
"I guess so. I've not talked to him in so long." She glances at an old picture on her desk. It was something of a family picture.
Her brother was beside her, and she held her twins in her arms. But...in that picture they both had pale blond hair, as most babies did when they were only a day or so old. That boy...he couldn't be her son.
Lisa looked at Sadie, who apperently wasn't there right then.
"Sadie?? Yoo-hoo?? Earth to Sadie, please come in!" Lisa tapped on the desk, pulling Sadie out of her thoughts and into the real world.
"Oh! Sorry..."
"Thinking about the kids again, huh?"
"Yeah. I miss them so much, whenever I try to ask Jerry about it, he just brushes it off, saying the're fine..."
"Hun. He'd say that even if they were dead."
"You think so?"
"He's such a odd man. He's never spoken about what he does for a living, never even lets you get near himself, familywise. He's so secretive."
Sadie was quiet, watching her friend speak such things about her brother. Looking back at the picture, Sadie sighed.
"I just wish he'd tell me something about them."
Lisa frowned, looking at the picture as well. "Did you even have the chance to give them names yet?"
"No. Ms. Nancy Takashi, Mr. Takashi's sister, she took care of them for me. I never was able to see them. I guess...she named them as well.."
"So she was their nanny then? Did you ever talk to her?"
"Sometimes...but only maybe once or twice a year. Because of Jerry, he wouldn't really let me talk to her. I sneaked those few calls in whenever I could. I never asked specifically about them, just 'Were they okay?' , 'Did they do this, or do that?' Those kinds of questions. She only called me once back."
Sadie: Jerry was sure oppressive.
"And...why was that?"
"To tell me they had gotten adopted....seperately."
Lisa's expression dropped, she had been Sadie's friend for nearly 15 years now. She knew what had happened, but even then, her friend hadn't told her this much before.
"Oh...no. That's horrible, Sadie!"
Heavy footsteps thudded down the hall right then. They could smell cigarette smoke wafting down towards the room. Lisa stood up, and started to walk out the room. She turned back to Sadie, a small frown on her face.
Richard: *Back from the snack bar, popcorn tubs in his hand.* What did I miss?
Renee: A lot. I'll tell you later.
"Maybe you should call that nanny again. She might be able to help you."
Sadie only nodded, as Lisa left before Takashi could get down the hall to her room.
He stopped, looking inside for a moment. He saw she was typing once more, working. He nodded silently, continuing down the hall.
Then, after he left, she decided to give someone a call.
Chapter Four
Nancy was watching something on the TV, when she heard the phone rang. Her thoughts drifted away from the show, as she walked down the hall.
'I wonder who would be calling me? Maybe it's one of the kids...' She picked up the phone gently.
Richard: You cut those shots too high, Renee.
Renee: Huh?
Richard: You can't see her head!
Renee: You're not supposed to see her head!
"Hello? This is Nancy, and who might this be?"
"Um...hello Nancy. How are you doing lately? It's, me, Sadie Grosse."
"Oh, Sadie. A pleasure to talk to you, after all this time. How are you doing, sweetheart?"
"I'm...fine. I guess." Sadie looked down at her desk. Her laptop was almost the only light filling that small room of her's. It felt like the world didn't exist to her outside that area.
"You sound worried. What's the matter?"
Sadie was quiet for a moment, she smiled inside. Despite she had saddled this woman with her twins...she still regarded her with graciousness. She felt she didnt' deserve it from such a nice, strong-willed lady.
'It's the kids. Do you have any idea how they're doing? Jerry won't tell me a blessed thing about them just yet."
"I see. I've not talked to them in sometime. ...I never got the chance to tell you their names, have I?"
Sadie laughed softly. "I never wanted to bother you with it. Plus....I'm not sure if I should know. They took them away from me you know..."
"Dear. It was only because you were so young...it was to protect them."
Sadie's breath stopped dead cold. Her thoughts raced feverishly. She took off her thick black glasses, and rubbed her forehead momentarily. She had to try very hard, not to yell into the phone.
"Protect them? From what? I'm their mother!! I....I made a mistake. We both know that. And I paid for it for giving them up..."
"You did not make a mistake, Sadie."
"...What do you call getting pregnant with twins when you're only sixteen years old!?! Having a kid, when you're almost a kid yourself!!!"
Sadie: *glares at Renee, then beats her over the head with the popcorn tub.* I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU PUT THAT IN THERE!!
Renee: Ah! It's a bio-pic! A bio-pic!!! Quit hittin' me!
By this time, she was yelling. She couldn't stop herself, the flood gates had opened in her heart, and her mouth was saying what her heart felt. Her mind was shut down from all rational thought at that time.
"I NEARLY LOST MY SON!! Then...THEN I HAD TOO....oh, god, Nancy....WHY? Why did they take them away from me!?!?
And why dosn't Jerry tell me anything!? WHY!?"
Nancy was silent, listening to Sadie rant about her children. She knew the heartache she had, she too had lost a child, but...she knew where her child was, and that is why she didn't yell back at her. She nodded her head, still quiet.
"...why won't you say anything...?"
"Maybe we should see each other, Sadie. I could clear up so many things, but I'd rather speak to you in person, dear."
"Sure, Nancy. ...but like I had asked...before I just blew up like that...do you know how they are?"
Nancy thought for a moment, then she smiled. Sadie could almost hear that smile in her voice. "Your son is doing fine, and your little girl, she's away at some competition, she calls regularly here. But...the little boy, he's not called in quite sometime. But I know he's safe, Sadie."
"Please, tell me their names."
"I hate to say this, but not just yet. I'll come to your office in a day or so. I'll bring photoalbums and other things, okay?"
Sadie nodded, feeling a slight warmth in her chest. She was getting happy, she felt hope again.
"Sure, Nancy. I'll still be here. Bring all you can. We'll talk then, I take it?"
"Yes. We'll talk then, Sadie. It'll be great to see you once more."
"Alright. See you in a couple of days, then Nancy."
Nancy said her goodbyes, hanging up the phone. She walked up to attic, and pulled down a small box, labeled 'Scooter & Skeeter', she shifted the boxes around. That was the last box still up there, with memories still inside. She looked inside, to make sure everything was there.
Scooter: Those boxes...
"Good. I'm glad that they'll be happy again."
She stepped down the small ladder slowly, the box underneath her arm. She took one last look in that dusty, old attic. The other's were gone.
"Kermit's went to his mother at the swamp....Fozzie's mother has his as well. Hortense has Piggy's. Bunsen and Beaker got theirs awhile back."
She continues walking down the hall, talking softly to herself, remembering those times. When they had come back to claim their old baby belongings. She stopped in front of the old nursery, and she smiled.
"Rowlf sent his box to his brother. I hope his mother got it safely. The band came and got Animals for him. He probably ate hat little was left in there." She chuckled, remembering Animal's appetite.
"Suprised there was anything left." She touched Kermit's old rocking horse, and she sighed. She walked over and closed the top to Rowlf's piano. "I should send that to Rowlf. He'd like to see it again."
"And finally...Scooter and Skeeter..." She held the small box in front of her. She sat in the old stuffed chair once more, she gently lifted out Scooter's small computer.
She idly tapped a few keys, and the screen came on. "Oh? What's this..." There was actually words on the screen. She was somewhat suprised at that, she didn't know he knew how to type just yet.
Scooter: Yeah, that thing is so old. I'm suprised it would have turned on, Renee.
Renee: Plot device, moving on...
"What does this say? Oh..."
'Dear Mommy,
I miss you. Please, come see me and sis. Where are you? Nanny says you're working.
I wish you'd come see us. We miss you. My glasses broke to other day. Skeeter stomped them.
Shes mean sometimes. She teases me. She still loves me, but I am her bro. So, she fights me.
We really miss you mommy. Please come back.
Luv, Scooter.
Nancy's had tears in her eyes, after she read it. "Even then...he missed her. Jerry had told me, they wouldn't remember her...."
She closed the laptop, then she glanced at Skeeter's gym mat, and their shoes. She saw Scooters old striped shirt, and Skeeters green one.
Closing her eyes, a few tears slid down her cheeks. She felt horrible for what she did. It tore her heart apart.
"I could have brought them to her....no one would have known...." She whispered to the empty room, tears choking her old voice.
The only response was the old baby mobile, which was turning slowly above the vacant crib...
Richard: Good descriptiveness....makes you feel like your in that room. Wait...you said we weren't going to see her head. Yet you can see the tears sliding down her cheeks...
Renee: I decided while writing this story, I would show parts of face. But never the whole thing at once. Also, I would never describe her eyes. Plus. You only end up seeing her cheeks here, and later on, you see her hair, and that's it.
Richard: Wow. That's great.