It turns out that Jane Price has misled us. After a thorough investigation, it turns out THIS is the waterfront beachhouse we were sold.
SHAME SHAME on you Jane for ripping off your family!
What are you planning on doing with the money you scammed?
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Perfectly executed.
Convince Jane that this plan was devised on her own; subtle hints and cues planted at precise moments that would inevitably be the context for, in her mind, the perfect revenge. All the while the true designers knowingly await a moment long since overdue: to finally make good on a roadside shanty, residence for one.
The identity of these game masters has yet to be identified, as do their numbers and motives. With no admission of involvement, it will only be written here that any apologies for tripping a certain author on a sidewalk will be too little, and far too late.
Was I duped? Perhaps! OR this said author might consider that after he mysteriously "tripped" on a crack in the sidewalk and pointed his finger at an unwitting houseguest in the distance, it just may have been a simple uneven pavement OR... possibly, the path they took that day was a carefully thought out plan, born only after what can be referred to as "The Mother Goose Incident". Whereby, the victim was shamed once again, by even the youngest member of this family, who insisted he was in fact, NOT a naughty kitten and had by no means even lost his mitten! Very few can even recall that dark day in Ocean City! Has this family come full circle in their revenge? What could possibly lie ahead for this said author or the "victim"? Will the cow jump over the moon? Will the dish run away with the spoon? Will four and twenty black birds even make it to the pie? Only time will tell! In the meantime, this so called victim will be very leary of anyone bearing a pony!Or at the very least, a penny to purchase one!
I didn't want to get involved in these accusations and recriminations, however, there may be something to this. Perhaps things from the past aren't water under the bridge and Jane is seeking her final revenge. I remember a beautiful day in Southhampton, Long Island, when an innocent elementary school boy from Stony Brook entered a fashionable boutique and asked for a rubber snake. Is this so unusual? So terrible? I'm sure many people, young and old, rich and poor, fashionable and completely geeky, have asked for rubber snakes in their time. But no, a certain aunt, who never went by that honorific anyway, was mortified. I don't doubt that she was pretending to be one of the beautiful people, but is it necessary to seek such revenge?
Now that we have had the "Airing of Grievances" when do we move the "Feats of Strength" portion of the festival?
The victim "aunt" remembers that glorious day in the Hamptons, fondly.She recalls peering through the gates of Billy Joel's oceanfront mansion.Yes, she had heard of his pending nuptials but secretly had alwasy thought of herself as much more of an "uptown girl" then Ms. Brinkley. Perhaps the seemingly normal request for a rubber snake did ruin her chances for a place in New York's society, so she thought! Had this been a ploy by the young boy to keep her in that lowly station of "aunt"? Did he think her possible catapult into the life of the rich and famous would keep him from tagging along with her and her aquaintances? After all,he had shown no real fondness for reptiles that she could recall. She always believed that it was meant for one of his practical jokes. Was it necessary to shame her again as she paraded around full well knowing she WAS one of the beautiful people, all in the name of a prank! She knew at any turn Billy Joel was waiting!She harbored resentment believing the rubber reptile conquest ruined her chances!
Where was Lou in the midst of all this???
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