Chapter 10
Maggie was sitting in the hotel lobby. Jessie might have more questions for her and she wanted to be here if that happenned. Maggie couldn't help but feel guilty over Bianca's death. They had loved each other, talked about starting a new life together. Had Maggie missed something, was there something more she could've done? Maggie thought back to when the two of them had watched an old comedy "Same time next year" together. They had laughed, but it brought up certain issues of their own relationship.
flashback: four months ago
Bianca: That was funny. Ofcourse, if that weren't Alan Alda, I probably wouldn't like him too much.
Maggie: I don't know, he seemed okay.
Bianca; I don't see how his wife could tolerate it for so long.
Maggie: I can understand. If he was a devoted husband and father the rest of the year, if she trulet loved him. I can see why she forgave an occassional mistake.
Bianca: I'm sorry about Babe.
Maggie: I understand. I know you have survivor guilt, I know you feel you need her forgiveness. I just worry about you sometimes. It seems like you do some self-destructive behavior lately.
Bianca: Like what?
Maggie: Like smoking.
Bianca: I'm trying to quit.
Maggie: And going with Kendall to the shooting range.
Bianca: You make it sound like I'm a gun-nut. I own one gun, and it's always locked up. The bullets are locked in a different spot.
Maggie: How exactly is that protection?
Bianca: Hopefully the sight of a gun would scare away prowlers. I don't want to hurt people.
Maggie: I know, but it worries me. It seemed like if it were about protection it would be loaded.
Bianca: If it were, it might be too easy a temptation.
Maggie: I understand, do you want to talk about it?
Bianca: I'm sorry but, I need to see Kendall right now.
Maggie: Okay. If you need your sister right now, fine. Just promise you'll talk with someone bout this.
Bianca: I promise.