Fanon:A Sims Affair
| A Sims Affair | |
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| Name | A Sims Affair |
| Genre | Drama |
| Created by | HiddenSimSecrets |
| Rating | Mature |
| Number of Chapters | TBA |
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| Status | Epilogue - 8/8/12 |
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Characters:
Deborah Combs
Joan Combs
Scott Combs
Damion Carver
Lilly Carver
Epilogue
It had been four week since the "incident" and the whole town was still rattled to the core. Joan was taking it the hardest. It was hard to believe, everyone was shocked. How could her own daughter do something so bizarre? She wasn't sure why but she knew people wanted answers. There was a knock at the door. Joan grabbed her cane and answered the door. Two reporters stood close together on her welcome mat. They seemed to be squirming at the chance to get the lead on the biggest story of their careers.
"Hello Mrs. Combs?" one asked.
"Ms." she replied.
They stared at her anxiously as if she were about to give the whole interview right there.
"Come in, come in." She said to the two young rookies.
The two snapped out of the daydream trance and came inside. Looking around the house the two noticed it was an older home but with all new amenities. Next to the stairs was the oldest relic in the house, a grand piano. It appeared to not have been played in quite sometime.
"Do you boys want anything to drink?" Joan asked.
"Uhh, no thanks." one of them chimed in.
Joan chuckled to herself. Have being a reporter so long ago she knew how important a story like this was to them.
"I suppose you want to start the interview as soon as possible?" she remarked.
The two looked at each-other for a brief moment and looked back at her.
"Sorry." One of the rookies sheepishly replied.
"Well sit down and let's start this as soon as possible." Joan said patiently. The two scooted their chairs close to the table. While one pulled out a notepad the other pulled out a recorder.
"Go ahead Stan, ask her the questions." the one with the notepad gestured to Joan.
"Okay Uh," he fiddled with the tape recorder and continued "What do you think caused your daughter, Deborah, to do this?"
A she sighed Joan said, "She was such a sweet girl. No one could believe she would do such a thing." She began to tear up. "I think, her problem was she loved too much. I think that is why she would do something so gruesome."