UPDATE: The author for the last part of SteemShort #7 has been chosen (2018-Jun-07)
There were 5 valid summaries submitted to the jury.
And the jury chose the summary submitted by @goldencrown.
Congratulations, @goldencrown.
Here is the summary:
The plan had failed. Yes, it was a plan all along. And now Mabel not only has to report to Mr. Maguire—the Firm’s named partner—about the failure, but also find a way to course-correct. It had gone smoothly enough, right after Mason's first week she had been suspicious. He seemed too smart for his own good, and had started snooping around; figuring things out. And when Mabel told Mr. Maguire that Mason was close to figuring out their plans to take over the firm, they came up with the plan--Mabel gets close to Mason, get him drunk for a night, switch his hard-drive and his supposed evidence. And to discourage any further nonsense romance or spying, get him busy by asking him to seek out his parents, and lead him to their actor, Magnus, who would play his father. But Mason was stubborn and noticed the damn mark. Now little did Mabel know, that while she was coming up with another plan to end Mason forever, Mason was ahead already! He had noticed the hard-drive switch and was only playing along. He was ready to contact Jones, the firm partner, and reveal their plan. Sweet revenge!
SteemShort #7 - Post 3: Request for the Last Part of the Story
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The first two parts has been written by @ablaze and @no-won. They can be found below.
This is the request for the last part of the seventh SteemShort.
Authors that want to write this last part should send 0.001 STEEM or SBD to the @steemshorts account, with their proposed summary in a memo starting with the character '#'.
This summary must be between 100 to 200 words. Any proposed summary that is shorter than 100 words or longer than 200 words will not be considered.
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Here is the first two parts of the story, written by @ablaze and @no-won:
Growing up in Millville, Kentucky was difficult for Mason. He was different. While his classmates were outside pretending to be the latest sports star, Mason would be inside reading Dickens, Hemingway and Dostoyevsky. He had a brilliant mind and it craved constant expansion. What could he learn from sports that he did not already know, he pondered one day in the yard? That was the last day he bothered with sports.
To be different at twenty years of age is considered quirky. However, to be different at eight years of age is quite a cross to bear. Mason was often the brunt of jokes, but he was much too clever for the bullies. Eventually, they left him alone as they were always made look extremely foolish by his razor-sharp responses. It wasn't that he lacked social skills. It was just that he knew what he wanted to do and had no qualms about doing it, regardless of what others might think. He carried this precociousness through childhood and into adolescence.
Mason felt that his parents never really understood him. When he learned at the age of four that he was adopted it all made sense to him. Of course, they don't understand me, he thought to himself as he came to terms with the news. He knew though that they loved him more than anything in this world. This is why, for once, he obeyed his moral compass and ignored his innate curiosity. He never sought out his birth parents. He felt that it would be a betrayal, especially to his Mum - he had made his decision that day and never gave it another thought as the years went by.
After high school, Mason received a scholarship to Harvard Law School. He scored the maximum 180 points on the Law School Admission Test. Having lived in a cocoon for many years in Millville, a butterfly was born at Harvard. He went from a town famous for its horseshoes and the "Hillbilly Daze Festival" to the city of Boston, where he spread his wings and felt truly appreciated for the first time in his life. The transformation was profound.
Mason excelled as he rubbed shoulders with like-minded people from the four corners of America and beyond. He had found his niche. He was blessed with a photographic memory that drove him. He needed only to read something once, and could recall it verbatim. This made the coursework a walk in the park for him. He would often challenge lecturers on incorrect information or argue a point until they had to come around to his way of thinking. At first, they disliked him for it but they soon realized they had a genius in their midst. College life was also fun for Mason with the usual nights out and fleeting romances. None lasted more than a month though as Mason was obsessed with learning.
When his third-year placement came around, it was not so much a case of Mason looking for a Law Firm but rather the big five law firms in Boston trying to attract Mason. Even at his young age, it was clear to see he was a future Supreme Court judge in the making. He could make a lot of money for one of these firms on his journey to the top. That was certain. Mason would make it to the top. His intellect, sharpness and ability to think outside the box was a rarity, and value increases with rarity.
In the end, Mason chose Jones and Maguire LLP for his placement. He went home to Millville for a weekend and told his parents the news about the placement. He could tell that his mother was about to burst with pride. After dinner, she brought him to a tailor and spent two-thirds of her meager savings on two new suits for the big job.
"You've got to look the part Mason", she said
"You know what I think about ties Mum!" he responded with an awkward smile.
"You can't climb the ladder of success dressed in the costume of failure Mason!"
"Ah Mum, give it a rest. Have you been reading those self-help books again?" He chortled.
She smiled at her son with his cheeky little face. It was the very same as the day she first set eyes on him.
"Come on, let's get home to see your Dad before you go", she told him.
Monday morning arrived and Mason begrudgingly put on one of the new suits. He had to admit though, he did look smart. He felt ready. He arrived at the offices of Jones and Maguire at 7:45 am. He waited in the reception area with the other interns. He made some small talk about the weather and then time stood still.
Perfectly still. No sound. Then there was nothing but sheer elation.
"Mason, Mason, Mason....", a well-dressed man said as walked towards him.
Mason snapped out of the daze he had been in.
"Come on, it's time for your induction", the man said.
They walked down the corridor to a small conference room. Mason was short of breath but he managed to keep it together. The eight interns all sat down. A tall man in his early forties introduced himself and gave the quick history lesson on the firm. He then introduced their mentor:
"This is Mabel, she will be your mentor for your summer work experience. If you have any queries, she is your girl"
Yes, she is my girl, Mason thought. The room was spinning again. Mason did not know what was happening but as Mabel began to speak, her soft sentences washed over him like a warm blanket. He hung on her every word. Over the following days, Mason and Mabel quickly struck up a close friendship. They had lunch together and often left work together in the evenings. They had so much in common. Their sense of humour was perfectly aligned and it was clear to see that there was serious chemistry between them.
It was the Friday of the second week and, as per tradition, there was a big night out planned for the interns. They all went for dinner at a Sushi bar in the city. There were a few revellers who stayed out and went to the bar next door and most of those ended up at a nightclub until the early hours. Mason and Mabel were among the late nighters.
The next morning Mabel woke up startled. Where was she and whose bed was she in? She thought. She could smell the freshly brewed coffee and crisp bacon. She got up and followed the smell downstairs. She walked into the kitchen and Mason smiled awkwardly.
"Good morning", he said.
"Ahh, hey... about last night, umm, did anything.... umm happen?" she responded uncomfortably.
"Oh thank god! That makes two of us! I had a complete blackout as well. Those bloody Jagerbombs!"
They both laughed it off and had some breakfast. Their friendship continued to blossom over the coming days and weeks. For the first time in his life, learning was secondary, unless it was learning about Mabel. Mason was infatuated with her and knew for sure that he was madly in love. However, he felt he didn't know for sure if his feelings were reciprocated. They spent a lot of time together after work and had some really deep conversations. It turned out that they were both adopted. Mabel told him about seeking out her birth parents and all about meeting her birth Dad when she was twenty-two. It was a life-changing experience for her. She finally knew something more about where she had come from. Her insatiable curiosity had demanded it.
"I released so much angst and frustration that day, and Magnus has turned out to be an amazing man. I have accepted why he had to abandon me and I see him at least once a week now." Mabel explained.
Her eyes lit up the room when she talked about him and Mason listened in silent reverie. For the first time in over twenty years, Mason thought about his own birth parents. Over the next few evenings, he opened up to Mabel about why he chose to never find out who his birth parents were.
"It would break my mother's heart in two if I decided to seek them out," he said
"Are you sure Mason? Did you ever ask her?" Mabel questioned.
Mason thought about this and his brow furrowed. He had assumed it all these years, but maybe Mabel was right, maybe she would be happy for him?
The day arrived three weeks later. Finding his dad had proved surprisingly simple. His mum had helped and wept tears of joy that he was finally going to find out after all these years in the dark.
He knocked on the big Oak door. A tall wide-shouldered man welcomed him through the door. The man smiled awkwardly and Mason smiled back.
"Mr. M. Crawford?" Mason asked.
They embraced.
"Call me Magnus"
No, it couldn't be...
Tears rolled down Magnus's face as he explained to Mason the intricacies of why he had to give him up for adoption all those years ago.
Time stood still.
Mason found Mabel at her desk, meticulously going through a file. He was not surprised by the carefulness with which she examined each page. He knew Mabel quite well and had learned that she was always extremely diligent about everything. It was one of the things he loved most about her, in fact.
As he walked towards her desk he could feel his heart thump, his mind walking back to that night after the club. What if something had happened? He thought. What have they done!? Why must life play these damn cruel ironic jokes on people?
Mabel had her face buried in the files but still somehow managed to sense his presence.
"We need to talk," Mason said, his voice as low as he could make it.
"Storage room in ten," Mabel's replied.
Exactly ten minutes later Mason paced back and forth in the storage room awaiting Mabel's arrival.
"Sorry, I got caught up with the Clinton case," Mabel said, announcing her arrival. "What's the matter? You look worried."
"It's Magnus," Mason said. "Aren't you worried? Just a little bit? I mean he's -- I mean did we -- did we commit incest?"
Mason's shirt was wet with sweat, and his voice revealed the trepidation he felt all over.
"Relax," Mabel said in a most soothing voice. "Relax. Nothing happened."
She said the words as though she wasn't sure of them herself. Then, as if trying to convince herself, she repeated again. "Nothing happened. But Magnus, my God he's- - he's our --"
"Yes," Mason said, a bit calmer. "Yes, he's our father."
The words sounded bitter in his mouth.
"But -- but how --?" she questioned.
"I don't know. I ran out before he could finish."
"We have to go back Mason," Mabel said. "Together."
Later that evening they both went to Magnus' house.
Mabel confirmed it was the same house she had met her biological father. When Magnus came out to the porch in black overalls with dishevelled grey hair, all their doubts were cleared. It was the same Magnus- -they had the same biological father.
He invited them in, offered them tea and snacks--which they politely declined--and he narrated the story of how they came to be separated.
"Oh your mother was so beautiful," He said. "The most beautiful creature I'd ever seen on God's own earth. First time I saw her I stared at her all day without having the guts to speak to her. She walked up to me and said 'hey shy one aren't you going to buy me a drink?' I was so weak in the knees. She had that effect on me for the rest of her--"
Magnus was on the verge of tears now and Mabel offered him a handkerchief.
"The son of a bitch who ran the light, he died too! Lucky him. I would have hunted him down and gave him a gruesome death anyway. See, after your mother died I was never myself again. I found solace at the bottom of a bottle, then two, until the bar became my house. I lost my job. I couldn't..."
He was crying almost profusely now.
"I couldn't take care of you. They were all complaining and threatening to take you both away from me. I had no choice. I was not fit to be a father."
They both looked at him in amazement, feeling relieved, angry and confounded at the same time.
After he had dried his eyes Magnus went inside and brought out the family album. They all looked at the photographs in utter amazement. Every time they saw their mother teardrops materialized on all their faces.
"Oh, she's so beautiful, so so beautiful!" Mabel remarked.
"Oh isn't she!" Magnus said.
"And here, here you are, as a baby."
In the photo was baby Mabel in their mother's arms. Then on the next page little Mabel on her third birthday and her fourth birthday and fifth.
"Oh, you haven't changed a bit!" Magnus said. "You look just like your mother."
Mason was about to agree until he took a closer look at the pictures, opening and examining the previous pages of the album as rapidly as he could. An unexpected jolt of adrenaline rushed through his veins.
"Lift your hair, Mabel," He shouted suddenly, rather loudly and maniacally. "Now Mabel, let me see your neck. Lift your hair, lift it."
"My neck?" Mabel asked innocently. She didn't quite understand what was going on.
"Yes!" Mason shouted. "Yes, your neck. Let me see."
Mabel, still unbelievably confused yielded to his request. She lifted her hair and Mason took a quick look at her neck. A smile so bright gleamed on his face.
"It isn't you!" He exclaimed joyfully, grinning largely. "It isn't you, haha!"
"What!?"
Magnus and Mabel said simultaneously.
"Look," said Mason. "The pictures. The baby, look at that mark. That little red birthmark on her neck. You don't have it. Look. Marks like that don't just disappear," he said.
His statement was more to himself than to them. "It's not you," He looked at Mabel with so much joy in his eye, and for a moment she smiled back to him, not quite knowing what or how to feel. Is this true? Could this be hope after all?
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hello @adsactly, i sent my resume for your contest steemshort #7 for the final part.
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Thank you @vcelier. I'm not steemit.chat but I will try to create an account as soon as I can.
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I had already read the first part of the story, but I wanted to read it again from the beginning because I love it.
The fact that Mason realized that Mabel was not his sister made him very happy. I knew he wasn't in love with his sister, he was just a normal woman and they're not family. He saw a light at the end of the tunnel hahahaha.
No doubt with Mason's gesture, he exposed how he feels about Mabel. Although Mabel returned the gesture. Maybe he hid it a little more.
I can imagine Magnus' face when I see that situation hahaha. He just didn't get it. The fact that they were happy that Mabel wasn't their daughter, I can only imagine what it felt like. They switched from one subject to another in a second.
Friends @ablaze and @no-won, I'm waiting for the third part of the story. I loved it :)
Greetings to you and the @adsactly community. Keep going! Keep going!!
Good friends @vcelier @ablaze @no-won, I hope you and all the writers in the @adsactly community are well.
Woooow, first of all I feel relieved, because they are not brothers, I have read the whole story chapter by chapter and honestly it gets better and more interesting every time.
I think this story reflects something as beautiful as being
That they had to go talk to Magnus who could easily be the father of both of them, that's admirable, at least for me, since they weren't afraid to expose their happiness for knowing the truth, I think it's the most beautiful part of this chapter in history.
Her courage was rewarded, the fate at least was not cruel to Mason and Mabel, the birthmark on the neck of the girl Mason observed in the photo was not Mabel's, that was crucial in the story, I think that this will be an event that will end up transcending what is missing history, while I am convinced that this is the greatest opportunity for Mason and Mabel to be happy together.
This is one of my favorite stories, I'm anxious to see the next part, greetings from Venezuela, we support you! @adsactly @vcelier @ablaze @no-won
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Wow really nice one @adsactly and it helpful....
This is a great concept! Can’t wait to see how it ends
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Interesting.
It simply should be happy ending
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