Cbapter Fifty Three.
August laughed with his family as they had breakfast, the false Sabine was narrating to him how she had encountered an old friend who wanted to introduce Isolde to her son to see if they could match. It turned out that said son was not only oversized but was also a known crossdresser.
"I'm sure she hoped that meeting a beautiful girl would set him straight." August joked with her.
"My Baby is not an experiment okay. She will find someone on her own, I wouldn't want her to end up in a marriage she doesn't like." Sabine said while trying not to choke on the food in her mouth while laughing.
Isolde rolled her eyes repeatedly as she picked at a sausage with a fork, she hated being the center of a joke.
"Honey. It's okay, I and your mom don't mean to offend you." August hoped apologizing would cheer her up, Isolde tilted her head confused.
"Why would I be offended? If mom's friend wants to show me her crossdresser son, I would most teach him that he shouldn't go around with fake tits, real women already have too much to worry about."
Sabine snorted and giggled while August gave Isolde a satisfied nod before going to get a glass of water for Sabine.
The house phone rang echoing loudly throughout the entire house, Isolde was about to go pick it but August gave her a sign not to.
"Mister Carpenter. We're still waiting on your report, we understand that your health might be suffering but this report needs to appropriated before the new improved batch of Lazlo rolls out."
The Voice mail from the board of Directors echoed this message after the ringing stopped.
Sabine and Isolde looked August with worry in their eyes.
"Is everything alright?" The false Sabine asked.
"Yeah. I actually finished the report last night but I just want to get back at those greedy kids for working me to death. I am no longer as bouncy as I used to be."
August comically leaped in place a few times then made a fake hiss and held his side to demonstrate his point.
Sabine snorted again and laughed while Isolde looked without so much as an expression.
"Okay. Please just turn it in, those people can be cruel if you piss them off too much. You're too old for jokes. "
Like a wronged child, August blurted out.
"Fine!"
Raised his hand in defeat and marched into his office where he sent off a document file from his inbox as an email to Lazlo.
"I can live in peace for a while."
He pretended being relieved and slumped back into his chair.
'Sometimes I forget that they are not my family.' August thought to himself, the idea of having such intimate moments with exact replicas of his loved ones only to be constantly reminded that somewhere out there his actual family is living in hardship living a reality where he abandoned them, the very idea made him sick inside and he cursed those who put him in this situation.
A message entered his phone from Faust.
GET READY FOR OUR MEETING.
August was happy to see this, it meant he could be one step closer to see his real family again.
"I will be there."
The address was a movie theatre, August entered the room showing a film so old and tacky no one wanted to watch it.
"Aarrgh!"
August heard a moan coming from the side and headed only to find an old man sitting down happily receiving a blow job from a girl young enough to be his daughter.
"Faust!"
"You're too attached, she is no more real than the actors on the screen. We might as well make use of them this way.
August was horrified at what he saw.