Episode Four Re-Cap

PePé makes another surprise change in plans during the building of his future grandchild’s nursery. Peter drops in on an open house and meets Monique, the iron-fisted president of the residents’ association, who offers him a new home in the Court. Meanwhile, Pug and Wyatt watch from their unit, where they both realize they have [...]

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Segment 4.10

Omar wavered into a sea of pixels for a few moments and his voice warped in a metallic echo.
“Say again?” Petra prompted. In the delay between her voice leaving the microphone in front of her computer and Omar hearing and regrouping, she reflected on how small he looked in the stark glare of the [...]

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Segment 4.9

With the others gone, Polly could let herself be frail. She faded into her couch, one arm thrown up over her face, and let the black wave of nausea and fatigue wash her down. Her body sagged into a motionless jumble of worn flesh and loose clothing. Sleep refused to come rescue her from the [...]

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Segment 4.8

So much went out of place in the wake of Bertie’s visit. The filthy black clothing he’d worn formed a grimy heap on the bedroom floor. All the drawers stood open, contents draped over the front. Boxes from the top of the closet lay in haphazard stacks.
Emerald smiled and shook her head as she [...]

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Segment 4.7

No matter which channel popped on the television in her hospital room, it could not hold Raisa for longer than it took for one thought to cross her mind. She tried to push it away but it popped back up over the music and words that streamed at her from the little elevated box. She [...]

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Segment 4.6

Boxes had been the main fixture of the living room until mid afternoon and now the place looked livable. Pug admired the tidy glass and metallic fixtures, the soft touches of colorful pillows and flickering candles in pastel jars. Wyatt joined him from the garage, sweeping his arm about as he said, “One room is [...]

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Segment 4.5

The police cruiser drifted past the cluster of cars jammed around the curb at the open house. Dinah eyed the cars in brief glances torn away from the fat file on her knees. “No violations but close,” she muttered.
Sam sighed, “Can we stop prowling the Court for a few? I want to get out and [...]

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Segment 4.4

Surf sounds rose from the base of the cliff, not visible but always in the background in the outer row of condos at the Court. Further in, no unit presented a view of the long, flat expanse of ocean, just corners of lawn and other condos. The sound of the sea pulsed beneath the voice [...]

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Segment 4.3

The old lady next door had said she would help. She took the cat without question. She tried to cheer Sugar up with the gift of a plant. This man, Bertie, belonged to her somehow and she would be glad to take him back.
Sugar put her hands on her hips and considered Bertie, shivering under [...]

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Segment 4.2

The Lexus nudged into a space between a Toyota and a Buick. Peter sprang out and forged across the tidy lawn, past the “Open House” sign. The crowd that went with the cars mostly milled around a tray of finger sandwiches in the living room.
The layout of the condo posed no surprises, as it mirrored [...]

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