#albert scott

[twentiethcenturysims]

My cousins, Floyd and Albert, came to visit me in the city. Uncle Elmer is away at war still, and they expressed how useless they feel, unable to join the war effort and help defend our country alongside their father. Albert cannot enlist as he was born with only one full leg (though he now wears a false leg), and Floyd would not be accepted because of the colour of his skin. I doubt it was their intention, but our conversation has spurred me to action. The children will be left in Esther’s highly capable care until I return. 

[winchybro]

Current Household - EP.01

“It's been a week since my family moved to Brindleton Bay. The house is now full of furniture and decorations and it is starting to look more and more "home". But all this is not enough, I still don't feel it “mine”.”

“This is Mary. My mother. She is 36 years old, has a passion for gardening and is an order freak. Is a mess in the kitchen, but we (to not hurt her feelings) pretend that everything she prepares is tasty. Dad says she is to be commended for her commitment, but (secretly) he throws all the food in the dog's bowl.”

Mary (aloud): TRAVIS! MELODY! THE BREAKFAST COOLS!

“Mum found a job as a maid for one of the wealthiest families in the city: The Landgraabs. Dad told us that the Landgraab family descended from the founders of the city and that, for this reason, half Brindleton Bay is owned by them. Mom always comes back tired in the evening, but she never reveals if they treat her badly at work or how tiring it is. She always has a smile drawn on her face.”

“My family is not rich. We have never sailed in gold. But my parents never deprive us of anything.” “They taught us that nobody gives anything and that if you want something, you have to deserve it with work. When I was a child, I didn't understand these words, now - observing all the sacrifices of mom and dad - I made them my "mood".”

“Ever since he started his work at the veterinary clinic, dad leaves the house before I wake up. Seeing his chair free saddens me a bit... don't be sitting all together for breakfast...”

Melody (whispering): These pancakes taste like poop. Travis: How do you know the taste of ... no. Never mind. Don't tell me.

“I can't deny it: I miss San Myshuno, I miss my friends, I miss my old life.” “But everything becomes habit, right? I have to give this place a chance, maybe I'll like it.  Otherwise I will live with my mind in the past, I will drown in regrets. No. That's not how I'm going to live.”

Mary (aloud): TRAVIS! YOU ARE DOING LATE!

“My name is Travis Scott, I'm sixteen and today is my first day at Brindleton Bay High School.”

To be Continued... [I apologize for my bad English] 

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[twentiethcenturysims]

What a fantastic Christmas dinner we’ve just had - Penny taught me how to dress the ham and check when it was ready to eat. She insists I know how to make a proper supper for my husband once I’m married - I tried to explain that I am certain I’ll marry Malcom and that the Landgraab’s likely never cook a thing for themselves, but she wouldn’t listen. I suppose it might be good to know. 

All the branches of the Scott family have sent letters wishing us a Merry Christmas and a good New Year, and told us all the news from their homes. Most of it was boring, but here’s the good stuff - Cousin Floyd and his wife Alice have two little boys now (Lester and Russell!), Cousin Robbie got a Scottish Terrier pup in his stocking, and Auntie Edna is still a spinster with absolutely no interesting news to tell. Oh, and Cousin Frank joined us for dinner, as he doesn’t have any parents or a wife to spend it with. 

[twentiethcenturysims]

Calvin,

Just a quick note to tell you that I arrived home to Brindleton safely with my bride, Alice. I'm not sure if you heard - my mother and father passed away a few months ago. I wish I could have seen them again, but I'm glad they were together in the end. Myrtle and Albert were here to care for them.

Your cousin,

Floyd Scott

[twentiethcenturysims]

My brothers - Travis, Rob, and Glenn - have all answered the call of patriotism and gone to join the fight. Robinette was wed to his sweetheart Venessa before departing.

Not for the first time, I feel like the odd one out in the family. Even my Uncle Elmer is going to fight, though he is nearly too old to be accepted. I feel like a coward for staying home while other stronger men go to fight.

[twentiethcenturysims]

I married Emilia. What else was I supposed to do? Poor thing, she’s miserable and there’s no way that Howard could care for her and the child, as he already has his family. 

The wedding was entirely paid for by Howard - which, considering the circumstances, seems the least he could do. Emilia complained that her fashionable gown was ruined by her changing figure, and that she felt ill all day long. I hope she isn’t so fussy once the child is born.

[twentiethcenturysims]

Travis Jr has married Edna’s best friend, Sophia. It was quite a sudden thing - I’ve never know Travis to show interest in anything but his art. It seems as if there’s been a change in him - he asked Miss Jordan to marry him, and seemed eager to be wed. Edna is just as happy, and insisted on helping with every bit of the planning. I expect she’s excited for her own upcoming wedding. Though Travis and Sophia won’t be able to attend that ceremony - my son is taking his art supplies and his bride to live across the ocean in Britechester, where he will hone his craft and start his family.

[twentiethcenturysims]

Dear Jacques,

Cassandra and I had no luck in producing a child of our own, try as we might. Though we have many other wonderful things in our lives - the home, our careers (she a composer, me an author), each other - the house was made to be filled with children and without them it felt empty. 

Some higher power must have known what we were missing. As I was leaving Howard’s place in the city after a visit, I came across a little cluster of children in ragged clothing. The eldest, Floyd, told me that he would busk for money to provide for his friends. I knew instantly I couldn’t leave them on the street - it’s nearly winter! So I brought them home to Cassie. Though she was shocked at first, I know she’ll warm up to the idea.

All that to say - I’m a father now! Do you have any unused clothing or toys to offer to my new brood? Maybe some dresses that Eddie has grown out of?

Love, from Elmer