Chapter Thirteen: 1995

    Rest Home Ricky sat in the plane, traveling to New York City.  His dream was finally coming true!  Last year, he had taken many photographs with his newly bought camera, and then one day, out of nowhere, a woman from New York appeared and seemed interested in his series of photographs which he called "Pecker."  The woman said she could make him famous if he would move to New York City and allow her to put his photography work on display in a museum!
    That's all it took!  Ricky packed up his belongings (making sure not to forget that camera of his) and took the next plane to New York City.  "I'm gonna be famous," he said to the man sitting next to him on the plane.
    "Good for you," the man said, giving Ricky a look like "who really cares."
    Of course, this trip was killing two birds with one stone...  Last year, he had learned that his wife, Ansalong, had moved to New York City, but he had never been able to afford the trip out there to find her.
    Now I have a chance to win her back! Ricky thought to himself.  He laid back in his seat and tried to sleep.

    Randy and Janet were eating dinner at one of their favorite restaurants.  They talked about Janet mostly (as they have done a lot since they first met 3 months ago).  Eventually, she felt comfortable to tell him about the period with Frank N. Furter.
    "He was really from outer space?" Randy asked her.
    "Yes, from another planet.  I even went there.  Well...not by choice.  You see, Frank's closest relative there (if you can call her that) was an evil queen, and she wasn't exactly the nicest person in the world."
    Randy seemed interested, and asked her, "Have you always believed in UFOs?"
    Janet took a sip from her drink and smiled.  Then, after some thought, the conversation turned serious as she brought up something from her past that she had nearly forgotten.  She said to him, "When I was a little girl, my younger brother was abducted by a UFO.  I never seen him since."
    "I'm sorry to hear that," he said, offering comfort with an extended hand.
    "If you'll excuse me," she said, almost as though the sadness in the air wanted to make her cry, "I need to use the ladies room."
    Janet stood up and went to the restroom.
    Randy reached into his suit pocket and removed his newly purchased cell-phone.  After dialing, he pressed the phone to his ear and waited for the other end to pick up.
    "Hello, it's me, Randy," he said into the phone, "Janet's with me right now.  I think she's starting to trust me - which is a good thing.  I need a little more time, though. --Oh, wait, she's coming back.  I'll talk to you later."
    Randy shut the phone off and put it back into his pocket as Janet approached the table.
    Janet said, "I forgot my purse."
    After grabbing her purse, she asked him, "Who was on the phone?"
    Randy answered, "Uh, it was my work.  They want me to come in early tomorrow."
    "Oh..." Janet smiled at him, and retreated to the restroom once more.

In the next chapter, Janet makes a life-changing decision.  Bert gets out of jail and moves to New York City.  Policeman Vance Parker spots an old friend...