Chapter 7: Fuzzy Edges

It had been a couple of days since the Kane family's world had been turned upside down. It was the morning of Kendall's memorial service. The last few days everyone was in a daze trying to cope with everyday life. Bianca had the advantage of Miranda. As much as she missed Kendall, Miranda gave her the reason to wake up the past few mornings. For Erica and Ethan, things were much more difficult. Bianca arrived at Erica's with Miranda in tow, ready to accompany her mother to the memorial service.

Bianca entered Erica's and was met by her Uncle who had been caring for her mother the last few days, "Good Morning, Uncle Jack. Where is mom? Is she ready?"

"Hello, sweetheart, not sure, she has not come out of her room this morning." Jack explained to her as he embraced her.

"Do you mind watching Miranda; I am going in to check on her." Bianca handed Miranda to her uncle who gladly accepted. Miranda was the only ounce of joy in this entire tragedy.

Bianca walked into her mother's bedroom, "Mom? Are you ready to go?" She asked as she found her mother sitting at her vanity still in her robe, staring at a velvet box.

Erica stood silent for a few seconds longer and looked at Bianca. "I'll be ready soon. Go on ahead; take your uncle Jack with you. I will get there on my own."

"But, mom we should go together." Bianca told Erica.

Erica rose to go to her closet, "Go on ahead. Please Bianca! There is something that I have to do before I head to the service."

Bianca half smiled, "Alright, we will see you there mom." She paused to look at her mother as she proceeded to get ready and she left for the service.


Ethan sat on the couch dressed in the suit Kendall had bought him for his first day at Cambias. He remembered the day he emerged from their bedroom dressed in this suit. He remembered the way she looked at him and the way she kissed him that morning. She had told him that it was her favorite. His thoughts returned from his memories to his current reality. He was staring at an open bottle of vodka and a glass. He was prepared to attend the service, but felt the pain would be too much. What a coward he thought. He wanted to take the easy way out. He then poured it into the glass and looked at it some more.

"That's not going to bring her back." Ethan turned over his shoulder, somewhat surprised at her appearance. Erica had entered Kendall's home without him even noticing it.

Ethan placed the drink under his nose not looking at Erica and somewhat chuckled,

"Funny, and how hypocritical of you. This worked for you. Took you away from what ailed you."

Erica walked in front of Ethan, "I thought it did, but it only clouded my true feelings. I know you're in pain, but that won't make it go away. Oh for a while it will, but eventually the fuzzy edges wear off. You don't think that I have wanted to pick up a bottle the last few days and drown in it. Every moment of every waking hour, I have wanted to forget, but I know that Kendall would be disappointed. That is why I haven't looked into the bottom of a bottle. She deserves at least that much from me."

Ethan looked at Erica and then at the drink in his hand. He nodded and walked over to the sink and poured the vodka from the glass and the bottle down the sink. He rested both hands on the edge of the sink and looked over at Erica, "I need to be there, I need to say good-bye to her."

She stretched her hand out toward Ethan, "It's time for both of us." He reached out for her and both walked out the door. Before exiting, Ethan stopped and looked back into the condo and closed the door behind them.

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. Be Patient, the outline of this story is still in development.