Chapter Fourteen: Goodbyes

Hello, and welcome back to the Hadley Legacy. Last time, Gwen and Max were having some marital issues, arguing over whether or not their teenage daughter, Roxanne, should be allowed to have tattoos. Max got angry and broke it off, then tried to go back to Gwen, but she said,

"NO!"

And then it was time for Ichelle to grow up.

And grow up she did. Chelle, I can't help but notice you've gotten some tattoos of your own.

"Just because I'm good doesn't mean I'm weak! I'll show them!"

"Twerp! You stole me tattoos! What gives?"
"Well, there are only a few kinds available for download right now..."
"No excuses! The rebel idea was mine! And you're wearing my shirt!"

"Now wait a second! There are only a couple good shirts for teens-"

"Talk, talk, talk. That's all you stupid bookworms ever do! Blah, blah, what're you going to do to me, bookworm?"

"Don't mess with me!"
"Ooo, I'm so scared!"



"Ow, my back!"

Meanwhile, Sasha became a young adult and I only got one picture of it because I'm lame like that. He moved out right away, to spawn babies with stupid names and no mothers, and forever be forgotten until I need him for some plot or something.

And Max has discovered that maids are pretty. I'm always sad about doing matriarchies, because I can't marry in the pretty, pretty maids. But Max's lifetime want is to be the boyfriend of ten sims, and he is getting up there in age...

Not that he needed my approval anyway.

And not two minutes later... who's this?
"Oh, he's just interviewing me."

Riiiight.

So it turns out this beauty is actually distantly related to this branch of Hadleys. Let's see if I can remember this correctly. Her mother had a kid with the child of Ryan Hadley. Ryan is Gwen's great-uncle. Maybe?

But then, the whole town is related to the Hadley family by now. Including this beauty.

Who's that? Oh yeah, there was another boy around here somewhere, right?

Sasha is so adorable! I'll miss you, Sasha! His last trait is vegetarian - a boy after my own heart!

Max was on his way over to Christian Hadley's house (remember him?) to meet more of his wife's cousins, two eligible young women named something stupid like RaShawn, when suddenly, he got really sparkly.
"My butt tingles!"

At ninety-eight, Max Alto-Hadley died on the doorstep of a distant relative of his ex-wife.

Despite hating him, Gwen cried more than either of her daughters, even Roxy who was best friends with him.

And it's time for a very special birthday. Gwendolyn threw a party to celebrate her transition into elder-hood.

And I will leave you here, with a picture of one kick-ass elder.

"I'm off to save the day!"