Any who are similar to any person(s) living or dead is either accidental, or meant to be comical.

Some names have been altered to protect political careers, not innocence, because, let's face it, politicians are never truly innocent.

Introductions Lucy

Hi! I'm Lucy! I come from a very powerful, old, and influential family, where, while I might not be the oldest child, I am the oldest girl. In fact, I used to be Daddy's favorite, at least until the fight. It was the first time we didn't see eye to eye, and I ended up taking it too far. I even got some of my younger siblings in trouble.

In the end, we all got kicked out of the house, and practically out of the family. Daddy did give me a place to live, and of course I invited all the others who were kicked out to live with me, but it's not the same. Like, how, instead of calling me Lucy or Luce, like they used to, it's always just "Miss Fir." I guess people see you differently after you lead a revolt.

Regardless, nowadays, while I still have plenty of power, I very rarely leave my home. In fact, the only time I leave is to observe those who aren't under my influence. It was on one of those trips that I met John.


Well, I guess that means it's my turn. To be honest, I was also kinda out of my element too, but a bit more than Lucy was. We met in a bar. I personally don't drink, I was just there to be the designated driver for my friend Sam. I told Lucy as much when she walked up to me and offered to buy ME a drink. I was born and raised Catholic, but more than that, I was a true believer. Not necessarily of the policies of the Catholic Church, but of the Bible, and of the message Jesus brought. Surprisingly, when I told Lucy this, instead of ridiculing me like I expected, she respected me for it. She told me it was people like me that the message was for, but that it was the people in the Church who needed it.


I'm J.C., John's best friend, and Lucy's little brother. Like her, I don't live in our dad's house, but for me, it was a personal choice. I wasn't even born yet when Lucy and Dad had their fight, but I grew up hearing the regret in Dad's voice whenever he talked about it. He'd probably let her back in if she apologized, but she won't until he does, and he won't because he can never be wrong. It would be better for them both if they weren't so stubborn.

Anyways, I left to start bringing the family back together. Over the years, too many people have left, and forgotten that we were ever one big family. I'm trying to remind as many people as I can before the big Family Reunion. Once that happens, anyone who doesn't show up won't be allowed in the house, and how can you show up if you don't know you belong?


Hi everybody. No, I don't show up in this story, but it is me who tells it. As the story teller, I have the unenviable position of being able to see into all of their heads, so I thought it would be best if I told what happened. So, without further ado, allow me to present…

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