He, Micky, and Peter were in the waiting room at the hospital. Davy came out on crutches.
"I'm okay. It's just a bad sprain. The doctor says I have to be on these things for a couple of weeks." Davy explained.
"I can't believe you're taking this so lightly." Mike sighed.
"Forget about it okay. She wasn't going to shoot anyone." Davy said.
"You don't know that!" Mike protested.
"Mike, put yourself in her shoes. Imagine having someone constantly putting you down and always being on your case. You'd get sick of it. All she wanted to do was make her Mother proud. She finally realized she couldn't. She just wanted out." Davy explained.
"I feel sorry for her." Peter said.
"I guess I do to. In away." Mike sighed.
"Do you think she's okay?" Peter asked.
"I don't know big Pete. I hope so." Mike said.
"Ready to go home?" Peter asked.
"Very ready!" Davy piped causing everyone to laugh.
A few days had passed Davy was sitting on the couch half watching tv, half
thinking about things.
"A penny for your thoughts." Mike said.
Peter frowned. "I don't have a penny. I have a dime."
"It's just an expression." Mike explained. Then glanced at Davy. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I"m fine. I just realized that I was lucky that my father wasn't like that. Whatever I wanted to do, he never went overboard with it. He supported me. I think if more parents did that we'd all be alot happier."
"Well, what we can do is learn from the mistakes of other's. And I Fern will be alot happier now that she can do whatever it is she wants to do." Micky smiled.
They heard a knock on the door.
"I'll get it." Davy said grabbing his crutches. The others followed him.
"Fern!" Davy cried.
"Relax you guys. I'm not here to kidnap anyone. I just...I wanted to say goodbye. I'm moving to New York."
"You are?" Peter said.
"Yes. I'm going to move there to start teaching acting classes. I also want to see if I can catch up with an old boyfriend of mine. We were going to get married but Mother made me break up with him. He took up too much of my time." Fern sighed.
Peter let out a soft sigh. "Well I hope everything works out for you." he said.
"Thank you. And Davy I'm really sorry for everything! I never meant to hurt anyone. Especially you guys. Well I just wanted to say goodbye. So goodbye." Fern said softly. She turned and walked away.
"You know, I think she's going to be okay." Micky said squeezing Davy's shoulder.
"I think we all we'll be." Davy looked up grinning at Micky.
"Hey you guys. You wanna know who won the contest?" Peter asked.
"Yeah who did win that contest?" Micky asked.
"Brenda and ...the smart guy?" Peter's mouth dropped open.
"Brenda? Who's Brenda?" Davy asked.
"The girl Micky used to like." Peter explained.
"Oh her!"
"Yeah her." Peter said sounding exactly like her.
"Don't start that again!" Micky whined.