Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Desperate Housewives.

Susan Mayer came outside in her pink terry bath robe to get the morning paper. As she bent over to pick it up, Mike Delfino stepped outside in his plumbing work suit. Susan could do nothing but stand there. Mike had lied to her, and it was about a murder! She could not forgive him, nor trust him ever again. Yet, deep down inside she knew that they were meant to be. Mike was so tender and caring towards her. She regretted ever snooping around his house that one day. She should have trusted him. After realizing that she blanked out, she saw Mike smiling at her from across the street.

Susan thought that she was going to melt for sure.

"That smile!" she thought. "Oh, I wish I could have just trusted him."

She turned around without acknowledging Mike and walked back into her house. Her lavender slippers clapped against the sidewalk behind her.

Pitter-patter. Pitter, patter.

She neared the door and heard another noise behind her.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp.

Her heart began to beat faster and faster in fear and anticipation.

"Susan! Would you just listen to me for a minute?"

It was Mike, and she wanted more than anything to take him up in her arms and never let go. She held back her emotions and did not turn around to look at him.

"Look, Susan. I am so sorry that things turned out the way they did. You don't know that whole story."

"No, I don't but I would rather leave it the way it is. I have heard enough."

She stormed through her front door and slammed it behind her. Her 15 year old daughter Julie was sitting at the kitchen table eating her oatmeal.

"Was that Mike again, Mom?"

Susan leaned against the door and nodded her head.

"Why don't you believe him? Just forgive him and get back to the life that you had planned out for the two of you. I wouldn't mind having a father again."

Susan walked over to her daughter and put her hand on her shoulder.

"I know it may not feel like it, Julie, but you do have a father in your life. I am not sure that you would be ready for another man in your life."

"Don't you mean that you are not ready for another man in your life? Stop trying to cover up your feelings for Mike. It is getting really boring."

Julie left the kitchen table and put her bowl in the sink. She picked up her green backpack to leave for school.

"I just hope you don't regret the decision you make now because I will have to put up with it later."

She left her mother moping at the kitchen table alone.