Maureen had never told Mark that she'd seen him that one time. They'd been dating for over a month, and Roger and April had been dating even longer than that. And then Roger left for the weekend, and Maureen had come home to find Mark and April kissing on the fire escape. She'd never noticed any sense of a liking between the two before, and was caught completely unaware. The next morning, Mark had pretended that everything was fine, and about a week later, April was dead. Maureen had always wondered if it was just a coincidence that her suicide was shortly after she had found her and Mark together. She'd neglected to share any of this with Mark and Roger. But now, as she feared the same thing was happening with Mark and Jan, she knew that sooner or later, she would have to bring it up.

"Cannonball!" Rachel shouted, jumping into the pool with a large splash.

"Rachel, come on," Roger complained, wiping water from away his eyes. They were hanging around the pool in the Davis's backyard, and Roger's parents had stepped out to buy some groceries.

"It's just water, Rog," Mimi grinned, sitting by the edge of the pool.

"Then why don't you come in?" he asked, splashing her lightly.

She frowned. "You know I can't swim."

"So? Come over to the shallow end. I won't let anything happen."

"I'll look like a fucking beach ball in the water."

Roger laughed. "Who're you looking to impress? Come on, the water'll only be up to your waist."

"Your waist, maybe," Mimi grumbled. "I'm not as tall as you."

Roger tugged at her ankle. "C'mon."

Mimi sighed. "Fine. But if you pull any bullshit, I'm out."

"Bullshit? Me?" Roger teased, as Mimi slowly slid into the shallow end of the pool.

"Wow. I feel so much lighter now," Mimi laughed as she slowly walked through the water towards Roger.

"It's not so bad, is it?" Roger said, holding her arms, gently. They watched as Rachel hurled herself off the diving board and into the water.

"Jesus," Mimi said.

"How come you never learned to swim?" Roger asked her.

Mimi shrugged. "I was afraid of the water when I was a kid. I was afraid of drowning. I still am, actually."

Roger smiled and kissed her cheek. "You know I won't let that happen."

Mimi smiled. "I know."

"After the babies are born, we're going to get you swimming."

"Right. In the kiddie pool."

"Practice makes perfect."

"You guys, I'm getting something to eat," Rachel announced, as she climbed out of the water.

"Well then you can't come back in," Roger called after her. "You have to wait a half an hour after eating."

Rachel stuck her tongue out at him and disappeared inside.

"You know, I had my first kiss in this pool," Roger laughed.

Mimi snorted. "Thanks for sharing."

"I was fourteen. The girl never spoke to me again." He turned to Mimi. "When's the first time you kissed someone?"

"Honestly? I don't remember. I think I was pretty drunk," Mimi grinned, sheepishly.

"Bet he wasn't as good as me," Roger teased.

Mimi shook her head. "No one is."

"I think my folks are home," Roger said, hearing a car pull into the driveway.

Mimi waded over to the side of the pool and hoisted herself out of the water with a groan.

"Careful, don't fall backwards," Roger laughed.

Mimi groaned. "Fuck you. Can you give me a hand?"

Roger lifted himself up onto the side of the pool and helped her up.

"Thanks," Mimi said, reaching for a towel. "What time is it?"

"Almost noon, I think," Roger said, wrapping a towel around his waist. "C'mon, let's get some lunch."

"Speak…BEEP!"

Maureen sighed and put down the receiver. She couldn't do this over the phone. She needed to talk to Mark in person.

She curled up into a fetal position on the bed and sighed, closing her eyes tightly.

She was walking along the fire escape. It seemed wider than it usually was. And longer.

She frowned, but continued up the stairs, not quite sure what she was intending to find.

She made it to the roof, where she found the two of them kissing. Mark. And April, that stupid whore.

"Maureen?" Mark looked up, surprised. April looked up too, and blinked at her.

Suddenly, and image of Roger finding April dead in the bathroom flashed before Maureen's eyes, and startled her so that she lost her balance, so she was falling…falling…

"Maureen…MAUREEN! Wake up," Maureen heard, and felt someone gently shaking her awake.

Gasping, she opened her eyes and found Mark hovering over her.  "Mark?" she croaked.

"You were having a bad dream," he said, gently. "You're okay now." He glanced at the tears streaming down Maureen's face. "Aren't you?"

"I don't know," Maureen whispered, crying, and Mark hugged her tightly against him, confused.

Maureen wanted to say something, but instead continued to weep into his shoulder.