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mrsemilybartrum · 6 months

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As promised... this is the first rough draft of my play on the continuance of the Golden Girls. In these pages, we meet the four people who will be called back from retirement to fill the house on Richmond Street.

The Golden Guise:

“OPERATION TY4BAF”

“TY4BAF. Wonder what THAT means... Hmm.” Agent Collins said under her breath. The crackling noise coming from her outdated earpiece preceded her superior’s stern voice.

“For the love of all things holy, stop talking to yourself! I get you’re over the hill and old people do that, but chances are we are being surveilled. If I could read your lips, they just did, too. You’re a seasoned veteran, Collins! Now ACT LIKE IT! Don’t reply verbally. Just listen.”

Normally, Collins would’ve told her superior where to stick it before throwing her old-timers earpiece into the closest body of water. She didn’t appreciate bureaucracy or hierarchy – which was odd, because she was an avid British Royal Family watcher. Yet, she could tell by the tone of Deputy Director Franklin’s voice that something was seriously wrong. A little too late wrong.

“Your next assignment. All the information you need is already inside that envelope. There will be no Q and A or follow-up Ted Talk. You will receive addendums as needed, and those will be very rare. Once you leave here, verify you are alone before opening the envelope. I am serious on this one. Make sure you are completely alone. The details of this operation are top-level secret. Now GO on your way! We are already behind on the timetables!!”

Agent Collins took a deep breath and appreciated the gravitas. Normally, she would have at least a breadcrumb to go on when it came to selecting or receiving missions. This time was different. Bauz, as Collins often called Deputy Director Franklin, wouldn’t even hint about the impending weather forecast. Everything about this case was top of the line, by the book kind of stuff. No expense or detail was spared. If Bauz was that wound up for the first point of contact, then something was going on behind the scenes. It’s bad whenever you may be under lipreading surveillance.

The digital car clock was flashing 8:34 AM. It was the perfect time to grab a bite at the marina. Collins had the same routine every single day for the last three years. She always went to the marina directly after the morning rush to get her favorite meal. The envelop wrapped up in newspaper in her favorite Coach tote meant today was the last time she’d have her favorite meal for a while. Instead of heading back to her house, she turned left to head toward the Connector.

Agent Collins saw no need in rushing. After all, she went to the Marina for breakfast just about every single day. If Bauz was worried about lipreading and surveillance, one would argue NOT going to the Marina for breakfast would be a red flag. Why should that day be any different? If someone else wasn’t watching her, there was a chance Bauz was. Either way, breakfast was being had!

Joshua was working the counter that morning. He was the original owner’s son and shared the family business with his two sisters. Carla and Mallory are amazing people, but hard working they are not. Collins realized she would miss these people almost as much as she would miss their family’s generations’ old recipes. Before she could open her mouth, Joshua pointed to his own ear, tugged at it, and then shrugged. She realized her old Cold War dinosaur was sticking out. She immediately pulled it from her ear and dropped it into her bag.

He looked confused, but he went on with the day. He started making Collins her usual breakfast. In a matter of five minutes or so, not one word was ever spoken between the two of them. Yet both knew everything about each other’s morning. Collins always appreciated that more than anything about Joshua; comfortable silence is a hard thing to find.

Joshua spoke. He asked Collins what was wrong with her. She realized she was out of practice and immediately questioned whether she was truly up for this mission. Then she realized she still had to answer Joshua. She looked him dead in the eye and said, “If I told you, Mr. Joshua, I would then have to kill you by order and authority of the federal government. And that would make me even sadder than I am now. So, I am not going to be sad anymore, K?”

He looked completely shocked, yet he looked completely sure she was being honest. Collins could read people. It was her profession. She knows what true reactions should be, and he believed every word she ever told him. Well, except for that once.

Nothing else was said that morning between the two of them. She didn’t even say goodbye before she went to leave. Collins would come to regret that later; she was sure of it.

She walked out to the picnic area and looked out at the water before going down the stairs to the parking lot. One of the phones in her pockets was ringing. She could tell by the annoying ring tone who was calling.

“What do you want, Craig? I’m in the middle of something here, alright? Craig, are you there? Listen, I know what you are about to say. Listen closely here, okay? Get a pen, and I will give you 29. 28. 27. 26.”

“I got a pen, Val. Go.”

“I know you are about to tell me we are still married, that our divorce was somehow never properly filed. Send me the paperwork now. Like right now. If I do not have them by 2000 hours, we will always be married forever. Your favorite color is orange, and the weather is nice this time of year in Madrid. Do you understand me, Craig?”

“Vacation? Really? I thought you retired from – uh, taking vacations? What are you doing? Is this a midlife crisis?” Craig asked before he confirmed his understanding. He and Val were married for years, and he knew the drill. But now? She was done. The awkward silence reminded him that time was ticking away. Something in his brain was triggered, and he was back to the old days writing code phrases and secure line passwords.

“I’ll email the docs to your Gmail. Good luck out there. I am always here if you ever need me. Even if you need someone to help you keep up appearances.

“That’s sweet Craig, but I’ve been on vacation for the last three years. I don’t need anything from you anymore. Good luck.”

“MINNESOTA”

Betty hit the ignore button as she got her supplies from her trunk. She was on a mission right then, and nothing could be more important than cleaning off the graves of our fallen veterans. She pulled out her little hand brush, her rubber gloves, and her little trash bags from the cardboard box marked “Operation Hero Marker”. She closed the trunk and walked over to the final resting place of Staff Sergeant Lester Turner, World War II veteran.

The sun was beating down on her, but she enjoyed the feel of its rays warming her fair skin. Minnesota wasn’t known for its wonderful weather, but today was something the state could be proud of. She sat her box of supplies on a concrete bench. Betty usually put her phone on silent or vibrate before starting, and she usually would wear a headphone in her ear to listen to her favorite Pastor, Doctor John Barnett. But for some reason, she decided not to. She, did however, decide to turn down her ringer.

She already had 6 missed calls from not hearing her phone while driving. Betty hated a phone. She saw it like a ball and chain. And she didn’t care who was calling her right then, either. She was there on a mission to restore the headstone of Staff Sergeant Lester Turner, World War II Hero, back to its lustrous wonder. She enjoyed helping people, but she missed really helping people the way she did in her prime.

After about twenty minutes in the cemetery, the music in her headphones stopped. She looked at her phone to see what stopped her music, only to see fifteen missed calls from the same “Unavailable” caller ID. As much as she wanted to pretend it was something else, Betty knew exactly what it was.

Finally, Betty faced the music and answered the phone the next time it rang.

“For the love of all things holy, what have you been doing??!?” A familiar voice barked through the headphone speakers. Betty told the caller to give her a few minutes and then call her back.

She immediately hung up the phone and rushed to pack up all of her supplies. The grave stone will have to wait, it seems. She threw the supplies back into the “Operation Hero Marker” box and closed the trunk. She then did a quick walk-around the car with what looked like a Walkman radio. After a few minutes and finally being satisfied, Betty got into the driver’s seat of her car.

Betty locked the door locks and started the car. She was being paranoid; but Betty was a firm believer that sometimes paranoia is really intuition. She never took any chances, even if it made her feel silly. She checked all of her mirrors first before throwing the car in reverse to see through the back-up camera. After another minute or so, she finally pulled out of the cemetery.

Betty didn’t want to bring any attention to herself just in case she was being followed. She had no reason to think she would be followed, but she'd never risk it. She decided to stick to her usual routine and headed back to her farmhouse on the outskirts of St. Paul. She loved that farmhouse. Some of her best times were had at that place. And she loved being a farmer. Even with the tanking industry issues.

Betty thought about the happy life she had made for herself there. Even though her husband had been gone for about fifteen years or so, Betty felt closest to Alan on the farm. She never understood why it was that way. Alan had never lived with her, there at the farm; they had only visited there over the years when it was a Bed and Breakfast.

Betty had bought the property and turned it back into a functioning farm a couple years after she partially-retired. But even then, that was long after Alan had passed away. She didn’t want to answer the incoming call she was about to answer. She already knows it means giving her life up for a while. And she’s not ready.

But, if anything meant more to Betty, it was serving her country. As much as she wanted to avoid taking the impending call of doom, she would never do such a thing. She will always answer the call to serve her country whenever that call comes. Even if she doesn’t want to.

She pulled into the driveway and immediately ran inside. The old farmhouse still had some of the leftover layout from the Bed and Breakfast. But Betty couldn’t bring herself to remodel the place. She was afraid to change anything there, really. As if by remodeling would release whatever leftover energy of Alan that was trapped there. Who knows? All Betty knew was that change was coming.

She went into her office and shut the door. She secured her line, and then waited for the ring. That dreaded ring that will take her from her happy place. And then it came.

“Agent Ludden, while you were busy playing pussy-foot, we were en route to your location to extract you. This matter is that urgent, Ludden. As we speak right now, the other three are either being notified or already packing. You’re slowing us down. Your packet is in your locked desk drawer. All of the details are inside. Time is of the utmost importance. You have your instructions. Now secure your residence and ensure you’re alone before opening your envelope. Now, GO!”

Betty hated how that woman barked at her whenever she was worried about something. Deputy Director Franklin could manage to ruin even the best day. She was the type of person who enjoyed pissing in people’s Cheerios. Betty heard that many people called her “Bauzz” but didn’t know how that started or if it was true.

Betty had her orders. Now, she had to make sure she was safe to open them. She was dying to know what was inside. Most of all, she was dying to know who else got the same exact envelope.

“WELL, I DO DECLARE!”

“IIII… Want to dance with somebody! I want to feel the HEEEEEEAAT with some-BOOOOOODY… I wunnnnnna dannnnce with suuuuuumbooody… with somebody who looovess meee!!!” Rebecca belted as loudly as she could sing. She was in the shower, and that was when she came alive as a singer. Of course, there are some circles out there who would say that Rebecca came alive in a whole different way when she was in the shower.

Rebecca had the reputation of being a gentleman’s lady of the night. She was feminine, delicate, and she was completely in-tuned with her sexuality. For most women of a certain age, the concept of being in-tuned with one’s sexuality meant one of two things. Either someone was hanging onto their thirties or forties with a death-grip, or they were always promiscuous. Rebecca was a little bit of both, and she didn’t care who knew it.

“Incoming call. Caller Unknown.” Interrupted Rebecca’s Whitney Houston shower show. She didn’t think much of it and finished her shower. By the time she was drying herself off, the phone was ringing again. She answered the phone and spoke before her caller could get a word out.

“Yes, I know I am late. But I ended up having a meeting run over… into the floor I dare say, and I had to freshen up before I left the house. I will be there when I get there. As much as I do hope and pray that you would understand the dire straits of being a southern lady, and that certain protocols are met and in place to prevent certain disasters from taking place, I do consider that you lack the proper upbringing to understand this traditional etiquette.-“

Rebecca was interrupted by a loud, angry voice.

“You listen here, Rebecca! What you essentially just said was that you decided to have a romp in the hay with yet another strange man, that it went on for longer than you anticipated, and you’re running late because you had to shower in between your slutcapades! Get your skeeting ass in gear and get to the contact point, now!” Deputy Director Franklin screamed through the line. She must’ve been in the office with a desk phone because Rebecca could hear the phone physically slam down as it clicked.

Rebecca went to her closet and picked out one of her favorite outfits. She didn’t let her age influence how she dressed. She dressed for how she wanted to feel. Regardless of whether other people might think her attire be less than appropriate sometimes. She never faltered in the idea that she was a true Southern Lady entitled to, and deserving of mind you, everyone’s love and admiration.

She chose a white silk top that had pink magnolia blossoms printed all over it. The front of the top was carefully and strategically cut to wrap ever-so-carefully around a fully-busted figure. She paired the low-cut wraparound with a pair of black leggings that had pockets easily hidden by the bottom of the top. She decided to wear her thong-jelly sandals; after all, what’s the point of paying for pedicures?

Rebecca grabbed her latest bag and double checked the house was locked up tight before leaving. She got into her car and opened the garage door from the driver’s seat. An envelope fell from the driver’s side visor. It had “TY4BAF” on the front of it. The phone rang inside of her car. It was the same “Unknown Caller”.

Rebecca sighed a heavy sigh and answered the phone.

“Never mind, I had the team put your packet in your car. We don’t have time to waste. Everything is in motion now, so time is too important for theatrics. Just go inside and read the packet. Bye”

Rebecca wanted to laugh; Deputy Director Franklin wasn’t barking that time. She was actually kind of nice to do that for her. Wonder what the catch will be. And what is “TY4BAF”?

“BROOKLYN WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HOME”

“The time of day is Two-Fifty,” said the strange man in the oddly-apparent hipster clothing.

“Oh my word, are you for real right now? You never speak to the mark. You only look at my watch to make sure the hour hand is pointed at the two and the minute hand is pointed at the ten. You idiot. If we’re being watched, you could’ve just revealed everything. You idiot. Get out of here!” screamed the deputy director.

Kate winked at the young kid in the horrible clothes and sat down on the park bench. She did a quick look around the place to see if anything was out of place. She grabbed the New Yorker paper with an envelope inside marked with “TY4BAF”.

Kate got back up, almost as smoothly as she sat down, and was gone before the deputy director could even put a tail on her. She was irate that Kate got away from her first.

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gameforestdach · 4 months

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