Flowers in the Attic Page #3

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My pride hurts

worse than my back.

But why?

Why did grandmother say

those things about daddy?

About us?

When I was little,

I turned to my father for love.

We did everything

together.

Sailing and horseback-riding,

Even hunting.

That only made my mother

more jealous.

And she took every

opportunity she could

To torment me and shame me,

And she succeeded.

Over the years,

My father became more

and more busy with work,

And I became

More withdrawn and lonely.

And into all this came

my father's half-brother.

His mother had recently died

and my family took him in.

He was only

a few years older than me.

He was so handsome

and so kind, and, uh...

So full of life.

My father treated him

like he was his own son,

And I'd never met

anyone like him.

You're talking about dad?

We tried to keep

our feelings secret,

Even from each other.

I mean, we were

related by blood.

He was my half-uncle.

And when we eloped,

My family flew into a rage

and my father disinherited me,

And my mother said

That my children would be

born with hooved feet

And forked tails.

She was wrong.

God didn't punish me,

not with you.

You are perfect.

You have to believe it,

no matter what anyone says.

I hope you can understand

That love doesn't always come

when you want it.

Sometimes it just happens,

against your will.

I don't care what you did, mom,

or do.

I'll always love you.

Why did grandmother

let you come back?

Because she's been

waiting 20 years

To say

"I told you so."

Trust me, cathy,

I'm as much a captive

of this place as you are.

Hey, Cor'.

That's a great...

It's a snail.

I can't wait to show it

to mama when she comes.

If she comes.

She's only missed

a few days.

A week.

I've made a calendar.

You gonna help out

with the garden or what?

We need water.

Watch where you're going!

Why are you

in such a hurry?

Sorry, I-I just had to

get some more water

For christopher

before the paint dries.

The paint?

We're building a garden,

In the attic,

So the twins won't be so scared.

Was this your mother's idea?

Hope you didn't inherit

her artistic abilities.

The only real talent

corrine ever had was...

For the opposite sex.

I'm a dancer, actually.

Ballet.

And christopher's

a really good artist.

He can paint anything.

Has he ever painted you?

Has he asked you to pose for him

With your clothes off?

Come on, girl!

Spill out the truth!

I want to know what kind of

wickedness you're up to!

Nothing.

Nothing?

Why are you trembling?

Because you keep accusing us

of doing all these bad things,

And I don't even know

what you're talking about.

You don't know

what I'm talking about.

Ask your brother!

He'll know.

By the time they're born,

The male of the species

They know all about wickedness...

Evil.

Right. Now, make sure

that you take all of your toys.

Check under the beds.

Make sure.

I don't want

any trace of you here.

Why don't you take this?

Why does this table

look polished?

The room can't look

like it's just been dusted!

The maids are gonna be here

in less than an hour.

Alright, never mind.

I'll take care of it.

Uh--

Here are some real flowers

for your fake garden.

Just go.

"See Jane run.

Run, Jane, run."

Now you try.

No!

We've already read it

a kazillion times.

If you guys play nicely tonight,

We can go on the roof

tomorrow morning.

I don't wanna go on the roof.

Mom!

We missed you so much!

I'm sorry I've kept you

waiting so long, darlings,

But here's some games,

And the paints

you asked for, cathy.

Where have you been?

I wanted to come earlier, but...

I've had to spend every moment

with my father.

You have no idea

how hard it's been on me.

Today, I finally

Just had a chance

to go sailing on the lake.

You went sailing?

You got some great

color, mom.

Can you stay for

the twins' bedtime?

Yeah! Stay! Stay!

I have a movie date

with an old friend.

She keeps asking me out

But I would much rather

be with you guys!

Then why aren't you downstairs

telling your father about us?

Well, cathy, I have to time it

very carefully.

I only just got back.

It's been a month!

And I'm sick of being in here.

The twins need

fresh air and sunshine.

I want to go sailing!

Stop picking on mom, Cathy.

I just want to know when.

When are you going to tell

your father about us?

When do we get to leave?

Like I said,

My father has just

finally accepted me back.

Then why can't he accept us?

Are we so terrible,

or stupid, or ugly,

That he wouldn't want to meet

his own grandchildren?

I can't.

I can't tell him

about you, ever.

My father forgave me

on one condition--

That I didn't have any children

with your father.

You know what?

I'll cancel my movie date,

And I'll stay here

with you and the twins.

It's okay, mom.

You go.

We'll be fine here.

He could go any day now.

That's how heart disease works.

A blood clot could break free

And find its way

to his lungs or heart,

Snuff him out like a candle.

With our luck,

grandfather will never die.

We'll be stuck up here forever.

What's few more weeks?

A month, even?

Pretty soon,

We're gonna be worth millions.

Mom already acts like she is.

Have you noticed

How she's always in a new outfit?

She's a foxworth.

She has to fit in around here.

Cory's a cheater!

I thought you guys were

playing hide-and-seek.

We were!

But I called and called

and he won't come out.

Cory!

Where are you?

Christopher.

Over here.

It's gonna be okay.

We just need to get him

warmed up.

Cathy?

I miss mama so much.

Pretend I'm your mom.

I love you so much.

That's what makes

a real mother.

Our first christmas without dad.

Remember how

he used to take us sledding

Behind the flanagans'?

He was always

running alongside us,

Making sure the twins were safe.

One christmas

up here won't matter.

And we can make our own

presents for the twins.

Say it's from santa.

We could make something

for grandmother, too.

She does bring us

food every day.

She got us that plant.

She might even let us out.

Hurry, cathy!

She's gonna be here.

Careful.

I don't want it to rip.

Christopher, can I have the card?

It has to be perfect.

Grandmother?

Cathy! Cathy!

Wake up. Santa came!

This gift is not from santa.

It's for cory and carrie

to play pretend house,

Just like I did.

And all the doors and windows

really work

And the locks.

I knew that color

would look perfect on you.

You look just like your father

when I first met him.

You think so?

I got this

sent from paris.

It's hand-embroidered.

Don't you like it?

Yes.

I just don't know

where I'd wear it.

Well, I know

it's not a perfect christmas,

But I still have

one more trick up my sleeve.

A window to the outside world.

My father gave it to me.

But that's not all.

Bart, Mr. Winslow,

he says that my father

Has an even bigger

surprise for me.

Who's Mr. Winslow?

He's my father's attorney.

He says it's only a matter

Of drawing up

the new paperwork, but...

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