In my interpretation of “Ordeal to Check” by Wuther Crue, the life of Lawrence Exeter Jr. is shown through the checks. The story starts with his mother hurting him while being chased by others. After being sent to the Hollywood hospital, he recovers and lives a wonderful life provided by his father. However, when he attends college. His parents split. From then on he was taken care of by his father’s wealth. He promised to pay his father back someday, but he didn’t make the “deadline”.
She strutted down the mall cradling her baby while holding bags titled Goosier Gander Baby Shoppe.
She passed the food court, then the spa, then walked towards the parking lot.
Her footsteps started to speed up, every step was faster than the previous. She started sprinting.
She threw the bags on the floor and held her baby closer to her chest. There were only a few more steps until she reached the Ferrari, but before she could open the door, blood was dripping down her arms. She unraveled her tightly clasped hands and found her baby boy, unconscious.
It took one surgery, two days of recovery, and three hundred dollars. But Lawrence Exeter Jr. was ok. He was well. To celebrate his recovery, he was brought eighty-three dollars and twenty cents worth of toys from California Toyland Company.
Six years later, he was well enough to attend the Palisades School for Boys. In honor of that, his parents gave him a bike from City Bicycle Company. They thought that bike was going to help him fit in. They thought the bike was a key to popularity. They gave him that bike because they felt bad for the mall incident. But instead, that fifty-two-dollar bike was a torture device. It made him stand out, in a bad way. Every day before school, after school they would tease him. They told him he didn’t deserve that bike. They told him that bike was what his parents thought was the fix to their mistake.
Six years later, he went to the Columbia Military Academy, where he thought he could make things better. He thought if those kids did not think he was worth it; it was going to show them wrong. After being deployed year after year. He found himself accepted into Stanford University. That day, he felt his life had changed. But maybe it wasn’t because he got accept into Stanford. But maybe because his parents had divorced. His father, Lawrence Exeter Sr. payed his Mother twenty-five thousand dollars to depart.
After settling into college, he took the French Line, Ile de France to visit his Mom in Paris. She was in tears when he had found her and when he left. The only thing she said to him was “I’m sorry my baby boy. I’m sorry.”
Years later, he never forgot that phrase. But never thought deeper than what has been said. He just left it there at the back of his mind, and carried on.
At the end of the of 1926, he finally graduated from Stanford University and purchased a mansion through the Riviera heights Land Company. Of course it was his father who paid for the fifty-six-thousand-dollar construction, and the twenty-two-thousand-dollar interior design. But this time, he promised he would eventually pay him back. To start his career, he obtained another two hundred thousand dollars from his father, and yet again promised to pay him back. He made a trip to the Ambassador Hotel, and promised to pay his father back again.
In the beginning of 1927, he boarded a steam ship that sailed towards Hawaii. There he purchased coconut sweets and relaxed at Salon Anita Lingerie, where he met his true love. From the moment they met, they were inseparable. They spent every day, working side by side at the shore of Hawaii.
On his fiancé’s birthday, they were accompanied by his fiancé’s sister, Miss Flossie Wentworth. She helped them settle their wedding details as a gift to her sister. She was given fifty thousand dollars to surprise them on their special day. They barely spoke as the paper work was being completed. Then as she was handed the check, a slight grim started to show on her face. To help with the preparation of the wedding, the attorneys Wally and Smith approached the couple to help set everything up.
June was the month of the wedding, while they did that, the couple went shopping for their big day. His fiancé, Ms. Lawrence Exeter, Jr was wearing her brand new ring. It was beautiful, just like the one his mother wore when he was a baby. They strutted down the mall like it was their big day. Slowly, their struts became fast steps. Each faster than the last. They ran towards their Lamborghini, but it was too late.
That day was supposed to be their special day. The day that was supposed to start a new part of their life. But instead. It was his last. “I’m sorry my baby boy. I’m sorry.” Echoed in his ear for hours. Maybe this was what his mother meant. Maybe it was the reason his father sent her away. Maybe this was why she was sorry.
Since the day he was born, every penny, every cent his father spent was on him. Not on his mother. After she was sent away, she’s been plotting this bit by bit. She waited until their special day so that Ms. Lawrence Exeter, Jr, did not have to suffer like Ms. Lawrence Exeter, Sr.
Surgery after surgery. Day after day. He stopped thinking about the mother that betrayed him, the parent that stabbed him in the back. But instead thought of his father. The man who payed check after check. The man whom he never returned any favors to.
On the tenth day he decided to end it. He thought, if he couldn’t stop spending his money. He would stop himself. So that’s what he did.