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@constancelangdontdhu
Do you live around here?
Fine, I’m fuckin’ dead. Have been since ‘81. Happy?
You must have been awfully shy when I lived here then.
Now cut the shit. I need someone to help me find out what Doctor Montgomery is doing. You know nothing good can come out of his experiments. You're not one of those that refuse to meddle, are you? Because I could always look for the fairies'., they'd care, but you are a much more enjoyable option.
Do you live around here?
Why do you care, anyway?
I like to be in the know.
Plus it's vital to know the players involved in struggles in the house. If you know what I mean.
Do you live around here?
No thanks, I don’t hang out with old ladies… Got better things to do.
Convenient.
Secrets to stay secrets to me for now.
Do you live around here?
Can’t say I have, but I’ll be sure to keep a look out.
I’m not dead, lady…
You're a horrendous liar.
If you really aren't why don't you come over to my place next door for a cup of coffee sometime?
Do you live around here?
Glad you think I’m pretty.
Have you met him? A tall gorgeous specimen of my own creation. A piece of heavenly perfect...on the exterior.
When did you die? Long before the Harmons by the looks of you.
Do you live around here?
…What makes you say that?
I've walked these walls enough. I've seen plenty, honey.
I'm just surprised I haven't bumped into you with Tate yet. My boy always went for the pretty brunettes. I think I might have been the root of that particular nuance in his activity.
W-well, you see, they’ve already just, kind of, poof.
Nope, just a… just a woman. A teacher, really. A crazy teacher, I think that’s what.
I'm sure we could gussy up and wrangle some if we worked together.
An admirable profession. Sculpting our youth is very commendable. If my ambitions had not been so lofty a few years ago, I might've joined your ranks.
Do you live around here?
What’re you talking about?
You aren't some sorority girl, really into vintage style.
It's such a pleasure meeting neighbors.
Practically sneering, Tate’s whole demeanor changed as Constance brought up Ben. It wasn’t any of her business what had happened between them—it was only his and the man he had once looked to as a father figure. “She knows what happened,” he muttered, remembering the day he had accidentally killed Ben out of anger. All he wanted was for the man to shut up, but he just kept talking about how Violet would never love him, how they shouldn’t be together. At the time, Tate didn’t want to believe—but now..now she was with another man, and he…
Tate didn’t need to be thinking about that. “She’s accepted the fact there’s no way of saving me. Maybe you should too.”
Rolling her eyes, "Of course she does," was all Constance could say. The ingrate Violet has gotten the best of Tate for years, yet she still looked down her nose at him. Constance would go to great lengths to garner attention like Violet received from her son. "It's a shame about Ben. Maybe I don't want to know... but I'm not accepting a damn thing. Can I find someone else for you to talk to?"
She cast her eyes down unable to look at Tate for a moment. Tears cascaded over her cheeks, "I went to Addy's grave the other day. Did she hate me like the rest of y'all? Tate, I'm becoming an old woman, and I just want to make amends. What can I do." Constance gave him a pitiful look.
I’ve never gone there. Wanted to. Didn’t. Hello. I’m Obi Dear, happily to you, as well.
Darling go! Travel young before the opportunities slowly disappear.
Are you one of those sorority girls?
Do you live around here?
Hmmm… That’s kind of sad.
How stupid do you think I am?
It's been a long day.
You have a maid? I’ll take her if you want. Aren’t you my neighbor?
Am I? I've been North Carolina, the Old Dominion, for the past few months with my boy. I'm Constance Langdon. Pleasure.
Do you live around here?
[She raises a brow] Why?
I have loved ones here. My entire clan other than Michael resides within these walls.
Do you live around here?
“I’m afraid so.” His eyes lowered to the ground and he wondered if she were going to come closer or continue to converse from across the street. “That’s why you came back, isn’t it?” Jake glanced back at the house, squinting his eyes in the sun.
As the man gazed at the sun Constance lost her breath, for the sunlight shone through his hair brilliantly. He looked reminiscent of an angel as the his eyes became muddy lakes with the dusk's last tendrils of light reflecting over their surfaces. She walked closer, and she goes to loop arms with him. "We all have dark pasts we can't escape in this house."
Constance rested her head against his firm shoulder. "I can never really leave this place. That's why I came back. I'm as trapped as the rest of y'all, but I know how to make an eternity go by a lil faster." With a wink she walked inside the house hoping Jake would follow.
This place is a mess. We need a good maid other than me.
I have been trying to get rid of mine for decades.
Do you live around here?
Never said you didn’t. Just figured an old lady has better things to do besides hang around a place like this.
You figured wrong. My destiny revolves around this damned place.
