this one is kinda short...I apologize for that.Once again,thank you so much for reading and reviewing.
Fran
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"Is this about Dad?" Dean asked all of a sudden. Frances and Sam looked at him.
"What?" she asked, stealing a glance from Sam, who clearly didn't understand, either.
"It's this feeling. Something about my dad; about what happened to him."
She shook her head. "No, this is definitely not about your dad."
"Then about who? He's the only one I can think of."
"You're supposed to figure that out ,Dean." she said, exasperated.
"Give me a clue, then."
She shook her head one more time. "I thought you were smart."
"Fine, you'd rather insult me than helped me. That's your choice," he walked towards the door but Frances stopped him.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I will give you a clue, but you have to do the rest on your own. I'm only allowed to give you hints once in a while."
"Whatever, just tell me," he said, impatiently.
She sighed. "Fine...it's about a girl."
"A girl? I have a problem with a girl?"
"Yes. Well, it's more like a girl is in love with you but you just broke her heart."
"That's not news," Sam said.
"The hell is that supposed to mean?"
"You know what it means, Dean. You sleep with women and then walk away as if nothing happened, I'll say that would break more than one woman's heart."
"Yeah, but we are talking about only one woman," Frances interrupted. "Only one and you know her pretty well .Actually, you both do."
They looked at each other, both thinking about which girl she was referring to. Sam had the answer in a matter of minutes, but didn't say a word, because of Frances shushing him. Dean, on the other hand, was still scratching his head.
TBC