I am terrible at being impartial with sims, so because I love Greta the art major, I built an Art building at La Fiesta Tech.
Welcome to the Thayer Memorial Art Building!
The ground floor houses the faculty offices, as well as a painting classroom and a ceramics classroom.
The main portion of the second floor is the student art gallery, where classes display their works. There is also a textiles classroom, and a few small studios reserved for seniors completing their senior theses.
That night over Holly’s amazing Baked Alaska, they broke the news together that Oliver didn’t have too much time left. Oliver had wanted to name Harry the heir of his estate, but he found himself caught up in the conversation, or should he say monologue, that followed.
Oscar, his head perpetually in the clouds, or so Oliver had always thought, waxed poetic on his feelings about aging and the afterlife. Rose was agreeable, contributing little, as Oliver assumed she felt her connection to the family was tenuous. Harry chimed in a few times to try to re-route the conversation to estate planning, but the attempt was in vain.
Holly listened from the kitchen as she washed dishes. Each of the kids was grieving, she thought, in their own way. At least her kids were, who knew about the daughter. Harry with facts, Oscar with fiction, those had always been their coping mechanisms. She noticed that Vicki had retired to the living room, sitting quietly on the couch, seeming to be lost in thought.
Holly knew that this was not exactly what Oliver wanted when he had planned the evening, but truthfully, it was what the kids needed.
Once they’d cleared away the breakfast dishes, Holly and Oliver returned to their seats. The day was young, and Oliver felt old.
"I think," he began, then cleared his throat, "I think it’s time we let the kids know," Oliver said.
Holly took his hand, hoping that she looked reassuring. She wasn’t always great with emotions and this time, they felt like they were going to get the better of her.
"Maybe we can invite them over tonight for some dessert," he continued.
"That sounds lovely," she replied, "I’ve been working on my Baked Alaska."
"Perfect! It’s set then, I’ll go call the kids."
"You should invite," she faltered for a moment, "your daughter, too."
He squeezed her hand, “Are you sure?”
"She’s friendly with the boys, I can’t imagine that she wouldn’t want to know, at least for their sake."
It wasn’t long ago that the existence of Rose was revealed to Holly. She felt angry and betrayed, but more so she felt betrayed by the clock.
If they were younger, if she had known sooner, she would have had the privilege of time to be angry and dramatically upset. But all that she had was fleeting moments with her husband and children.
There wasn’t time left to leave him, because he wouldn’t be there if she decided to come back. So, Rose would be a part of the family, but she certainly didn’t have to get to know her.
I love good genes challenges, but this one I failed. I made SO MANY babies and they were all horrific. So terrible.
Edna here looks fresh out of a horror movie.
Maybe I’ll give it another shot sometime.
Oliver knows that he doesn’t have a whole lot of time left with his family, but he’s vowed to make the most of these last few days.
It’s a default replacement for the powersuit/business career outfit. I wish I could be of more assistance but when I went to look for it, the default database has it as a broken link (completely different GOS thread).
I don’t want to step on any toes, but since my extensive librarian google skillz didn’t turn up with any other way to get the file, I can send you the file if you message me an email address.
If anyone else knows where this file might be hiding on the interwebs (I’ve been out of sim land for a while) please let me/anon know!
To the anon and anyone else wondering:
Amidst the dancing and laughter of the Hugh family dance party, Oscar found himself a bit overcome. He decided to catch his breath outside, and stumbled upon a sweet scene: his sister-in-law was out front playing with her youngest daughter, Shauna. He never really got to know her like he did his older nieces, Edith and Maisy.
He thought back to the speech Harry gave him when he kicked him out of the garage apartment, how the move would give him incentive to make something of himself. No matter how much he missed being the around the family house, provider of live in child care, he was so happy with the life he was building and the prospect of being a dad.
He always envied Harry a little bit — how he met the girl of his dreams when they were little kids, and how Vicki grew up to be such a beautiful woman, a devoted wife, and a caring mother (if not a bit overbearing at times, he often thought).
Oscar never could figure out which girl in his life was the right fit, but Sandy had to be it. She tolerated his playfulness, indecisiveness, and his unpredictable career. Plus she was hot. And she was having his baby.
He only hoped they could have a family as vibrant and loving as his brother’s… only with a lot more dream dates. He still wanted to have at least 50 of them in his lifetime, and the rest of them would be with Sandy.
When Sandy opened the door, music and laughter poured from the apartment.
"Hello?" She crept through the foyer.
"It’s me babe," she said.
A multitude of voices shouted “Surprise!” as she turned the corner. Oscar’s parents, brother, and brother’s family were all congregated in the living room.
"Congratulations on your engagement!" Harry gave her a hug, "Welcome to the family."
"Well since you’re all here," she said, "I have something to add to the topic of additions to the family…"
The party was a smashing success.
(Rose’s babydaddy and that guy in the restaurant uniform were passerbys who decided to invite themselves in.)
Not even a day after their engagement, Sandy thought the most exciting news she’d have for Oscar was the sudden promotion in her appointment to the local assembly. Life, it seemed, rarely worked that way.