You Can Touch the Sky
Written by: Dallas Walsh | Originally Released: March 06, 2022
Theme song: "Good As Hell" Lizzo
on One Day at a Time
Trenyce takes a deep breath as she waits in her kitchen for the kettle to boil as she is making herself a cup of tea, in hopes of calming her nerves. She was able to move back home after the police cleared the house from their investigation after Brad was killed on New Year's Eve in her living room. She is still skeptical that she should even be in the house, so she has asked Andrew to move in with her, instead of moving into his apartment. Her fear is that the Rose Peddle killer will come back and try to kill her, since she was the one that they were trying to stab on New Year's Eve; Brad pushed her out of the way and ended up being stabbed himself. Now that she is back home, what would stop the killer from coming back to try to finish the job they started?
Trenyce jolts when hears the kettle start to whistle. "God, I'm jumpy," she whispers to herself as she moves to the stove and pours some hot water into a cup as she waits for her tea to steep. "I have to stay calm. Nothing bad will happen; I'm fine and I'm safe."
As she waits for her tea, she moves into the living room and looks around. Suddenly, the events from New Year's Eve coming flooding back to her. She can see the night replaying in front of her again: she was getting ready for the party when she heard a noise, she eventually thought that it was Brad, who was arriving at her house to pick her up to accompany her to the Pampa Grill; then, Brad shouted for her to watch out and he pushed her out of the way before the Rose Peddle killer could stab her; the knife, plunged into Brad's chest and when Trenyce woke up, he was dead.
"Maybe coming back here was a mistake," she whispers as a tear falls down her cheek. "I don't know what I was thinking."
Suddenly, she hears a loud knock on her door; she turns to look at her front door as she starts to tremble. "My God," she gasps. "They're back; the killer is here to murder me!"
Twin Peaks Police Department
"Okay, let's see what these emails say," Simona Lopez tells herself as she sits at her desk in the police station typing into her laptop. She is opening some emails from the florists in Twin Peaks as she had requested that they send her a list of everyone that has been purchasing roses the last few months; her theory is that if she is able to see who is buying the flowers, then she might be able to start to uncover who the Rose Peddle killer is and stop them from killing anyone else. The killer is getting roses and removing their peddles, because after they kill someone, they cover the dead bodies with the flower peddles.
She opens the first email and reviews the list of rose purchases from the first florist. To her dismay, nothing looks out of the ordinary on the receipts, nor does she see a pattern with the purchasers.
"Damn it," she says as she closes the email and opens the next one. The second email is almost identical to the first where she is unable to make out any real connections.
"There has to be something here," she tells herself as she feels her heart start to race. "This can't be a dead end, I have to figure this out. Come on, Simona. Let's focus, lives are depending on it."
Paige grabs her latte and moves to the coffee bar to put a lid on her drink. As she does, she turns to leave but she happens to see Max sitting alone at the window bar looking at his phone. She can't help but wonder what he is up to these days; she knows that he quit working at Robertson Enterprises because he felt like people were being too insensitive to his needs after Cassie passed away. The fact that both the Robertson's and the Calimo's tried to prove that his inheritance was their stolen money was also a sour point for the photographer; Paige just hopes that now that it was proven that his money is legal, everyone can stop giving him such a tough time.
"Hey stranger," she says as she moves up to Max.
Max looks back at the woman he still is in love with and smiles. "Paige, hi," he replies to her. "Where's Jacob? Usually he's always by your side, not that I can blame him for that."
Paige chuckles to him as she sits next to him. "He's spending some time with Sophie," she tells him. "She's getting so big."
"I can only imagine," Max nods back to her. "It's good to see you, Paige. I guess I've missed you since I'm not working at Robertson anymore."
Paige moves a piece of her hair to behind her ear. "It is definitely different without you there."
"That's sweet of you to say."
"It's true," Paige looks back at her former lover. "I don't think we will ever find a photographer with your skills again."
"It is interesting that you say that," Max licks his lips a little. "Because, I've been thinking."
Paige looks back at him with a twinkle in her eye. "Thinking about coming back to work at Robertson? I'm sure Dominick would re-hire you."
Max chuckles back to her. "Nah, about starting my own photography studio," he reveals to her. "My Mom left me with enough money that I could start my own company with my own capital. I could be my own boss and do the work that I want to do," he tells her.
Paige looks back at him in surprise. "That sounds awesome, Max," she tells him. "You never cease to amaze me."
Max winks back at her. "A good surprise, I hope?"
"Very good," she purses her lips back at him.
"How is school going?" Jacob asks Sophie as they sit together on the sofa in the living room of the Calimo mansion. Jacob hasn't seen his younger sister in a while, so he thought it would be a good idea for the two of them to spend some time together. "Are you learning lots of new things?"
"Art is my favorite subject," Sophie replies to him quickly, as she colors on some paper in front of her. "And, math is my least favorite."
"Math, huh? You don't like numbers?"
"They are so gross," Sophie rolls her eyes back to her brother. "But, you know what is even grosser? Boys!"
Jacob chuckles back to his sister. "You know I'm boy, right?"
"Yea, but you're not icky like the ones in my class," she informs him while sticking out her tongue.
"Well, what is going on in here?" Natasha asks as she moves into the living room, thrilled at the sight of her children spending time together. She is still rather surprised, though, because Jacob has not been pleased with her since she and Tyler made their relationship public. She still hopes that she is able to mend fences with her son. "Two of my favorite people hanging out?"
"Jacob is talking to me," Sophie tells her mother. "Not you, Mom."
Natasha chuckles back to her. "I won't stay long, I just need to get my laptop so I can do some work.. How are you, Jacob?"
"Fine," Jacob quickly tells her as he stands up from the sofa and moves towards his mothers, while Sophie continues to draw on the table. "I hope it's okay that I'm spending some time with Sophie."
"Of course, it is," Natasha tells him. "It is great that you want to spend time with your sister. I was hoping that sometime, you and I could talk? I hate this cloud hanging over us."
"I hate it too," Jacob admits to her. "But, I'm not going to give you a pass at being with Tyler despite your reservations about Paige and me. You have to realize how hypocritical you are being."
"I think the most important thing, Jacob, is that I've come around to you and Paige and I am now supporting you," Natasha reminds him. "Shouldn't that count for something?"
Jacob uneasily nods back to her. "It does, and we appreciate that."
"Good," Natasha purses her lips together. "I think we are on the right track to putting us back in a good place, son. I really do."
Daisy and Vinny sit across from one another in the back of the restaurant as soft music is playing. On the table, there is a bottle of sparkling rose and some oysters that they are enjoying together.
"I still can't believe that we are here together," Vinny smiles over to his ex-wife. He knows that he is still pretending to be Brett, so he can avoid jail time but, he is thrilled that Daisy agreed to go on a date with him. He almost can't believe that she agreed to the date, but he hopes that it goes well.
Daisy takes a sip of her champagne and looks back at him in surprise. "Why are you surprised, Brett? I feel like we've been growing closer for some time now."
"Yes, we have," he nods back to her. "But, you know, you were with Tyler for a while and, I don't know, I guess I'm making myself sound like an ass."
Daisy chuckles. "You're not making yourself sound like an ass," she tells him. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be."
"I guess I am saying that I'm glad you here," Vinny tells her. "I wasn't sure we'd ever get to this place when we were trapped together."
"You know what I find interesting," Daisy looks back over at him. "We hated being locked up, obviously, but the experience really changed me and helped me grow. In some ways, I'm glad it happened to you, to me, to us."
"There wouldn't an us if it hadn't happened."
"Exactly," Daisy lifts her glass. "To us, Brett. Together, we can concur anything."
Vinny toasts his ex-wife and then takes a sip of the champagne before he starts to pick up an oyster, thrilled by how good their "first" date is seemingly going.
At another table, Tyler sits with a beer in front of him trying not to look over at Daisy and Brett, who are clearly having a date. He takes a sip of his drink and realizes that she is also allowed to move on from their failed relationship, since he has as well. He still can't put his finger on it, though, why he doesn't trust Brett. There is something about the guy that still rubs him the wrong way.
"Whatever," he sighs to himself. "It's her life, if that's who she wants to be with, that's on her."
He looks up from his beer when he feels a shadow hovering over his table. He sees Dominick looking back at his son. "Dad? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Dominick sits across from him. "Have you heard from your mother today?"
"She was at home earlier," Tyler replies to him. "Why do you ask?"
"I just haven't heard from her today and considering that it is early evening, I'm surprised," he tells his son. "She normally reaches out to me as soon as she wakes up."
"Last night when we were at Robertson Enterprises, you told me that she as under stress," Tyler reminds his father. "What did you mean by that? What is going on with Mom? She has been keeping to herself a lot more at home?"
Dominick sighs back to him as he thinks about Eva's theory that if Felicia is off her medication that she could be the Rose Peddle killer. He hopes that it's not true, but he can't help but think that she has been acting very odd lately, despite him seeing her take a pill in front of him.
"It's a long story," Dominick sighs back to him. "How about I order a drink and I'll tell you all about what is really going on?"
"I'd like that, Dad," Tyler replies to him. "Despite everything going on with Natasha and I, we are still family and we will stick this together."
Felicia slowly moves to the vanity in her bedroom and sits down. She looks at herself in the mirror for a moment before she lifts her hand and sees it trembling. She forces her shaking hand to pick up the brush, so she can comb her hair, but she drops it immediately.
"Damn it," she whispers to herself as she looks at her hand. "What the hell is wrong with me?"
She uses her other hand to open the drawer in front of her and she pulls out her medication. She struggles to open the bottle but eventually it opens. She puts two pills in her mouth and then drinks some water.
"These pills have to start to kick in," she tells herself. "I have to keep it together for my family right now. Damnit Felicia, you're not going to go crazy again. You have to get yourself under control."
She looks back at her hand, which is still trembling and rolls her eyes. "Come on," she wills herself. "Just get back to normal, please?"
Davenport House; Trenyce's Home
Trenyce remains frozen in the living room as she thinks she can hear someone trying to open her front door. She finally finds the courage to move closer to the door. Her mind is racing about what could be happening as she can't help but think about Brad being murdered in her home.
She feels her heart move into her throat when she can see the door knob moving as someone is trying to get into the house. To her horror, she realizes that she didn't lock the door behind herself when she got home earlier. "My God," she gasps. "They really have come back to kill me!"
She starts to move backwards as the door slowly opens and Trenyce lets out a blood curling scream!
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