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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Wednesday February 5th 2003
"Good Morning Mr. Morgan," Stanley's secretary said as she dropped the morning mail on his desk.
"Morning," he said taking a sip of his coffee as he glanced at the skyline of the city from his office window in the Empire State Building.
"I guess you're really excited about Jan's wedding," the secretary said as she took the papers from her inbox on his desk.
"What?" he asked.
"The announcement in the newspaper about your daughter Jan marrying that guy from Georgia. Just think maybe you'll become a grandfather this year," she said smiling as she glanced through her work.
"What are you talking about?"
"You didn't see the engagement picture in the newspaper?" she asked glancing up to see a look of puzzlement on his face.
"No. I'm not in the habit of reading the engagement section," he said picking up the newspaper and opening it to the announcements.
"Do you see it? I really thought you and Starlene would be the first to go public," she said referring to his young girlfriend.
"Oh my God," Stanley said when he spotted the picture of his older daughter Jan posing with Skeeter.
"You didn't know about this?"
"No. Of course not," Stanley said as his eyes raced over the announcement.
"He sure is a good looking man. I bet your grandchildren will be nice looking," she said.
"That's enough," Stanley said tossing the newspaper on his desk.
"I'm sorry Mr. Morgan. I thought you'd be happy. I'm sorry," she said turning and walking out of his office pulling the door closed behind her.
Stanley picked the newspaper up and looked at the picture again. He glanced down at the adjectives used to describe the couple and felt sick. The word "celebrity socialite" was used to describe his daughter. The only words used to describe Skeeter were "lingerie salesman." He read the last sentence once again "The couple plans a spring wedding."
Stanley picked up the phone and dialed Jan's house on the Upper East Side.
"Miss Morgan's residence," the housekeeper answered.
"Good morning Ilona. Is Jan there?"
"No, Mr. Morgan."
"Do you know where she is?"
"She says she spend night at Mr. Skeeter's," the plump housekeeper said feeling warm all over thinking about the handsome southerner.
"Do you have his number?"
"Yes. Hold on Mr. Morgan. I get number for you," she said in her broken English putting the phone on the table and rushing across the room to find Jan's little black book with phone numbers.
Stanley listened to the sounds of the television soap opera in the background at Jan's house as the housekeeper looked for the phone number. He heard Ilona's heavy footsteps on the hardwood floor as she walked back towards the telephone.
"Mr. Morgan. I no see Mr. Skeeter's number in book. I think Miss Jan gets mad at Mr. Skeeter and erase number," she said recalling the many arguments the couple had over the last year. I guess she never erase him from her heart," she said laughing.
"That's okay. I'll get the number," Stanley said hanging up the phone.
"Mr. Morgan, Clark Masters is on the phone for you," the secretary said into the intercom on Stanley's desk.
Stanley hit the blinking button "Hello", he said.
"Congratulations Stanley." Clark said into his speakerphone as he carefully cut the engagement picture from the newspaper with his scissors. He would have the picture laminated for his wealthy client today.
"You mean about this engagement?" Stanley asked.
"Yeah. I thought I'd be the first to tell you how happy I am for you. Spring is really soon. Maybe we should throw them a party," Clark said hoping to spice up the finances for Manhattan Party Planning after lean months.
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