The shattering of glass caused Lindsay to jump, in the Rappaport Gallery. "Jen?" Lindsay said, wandering towards the back of the gallery and the room that Jen was staying in.
"It's me." Jen said. "It's me, Mom. I just... I dropped something." Lindsay stepped into Jen's room, saw her daughter crouched down, collecting shards of mirrored glass from the floor. "It was just a mirror. It was just..." Jen was a mess. She was falling apart and it was all because Paul Cramer was murdered.
"Jen..." Lindsay said. "Baby, why don't you leave that. Just leave it."
"No I have to clean it. I have to do it now..."
"Honey..." Lindsay said. "Jen. It's going to be OK. Bo is going to figure out you're innocent."
"It's not Bo I'm worried about." Jen said. "Daniel Colson... he is so set on putting me in jail. I didn't kill Paul Cramer."
"I know you didn't baby." Lindsay took Jen's hands. "Jen... you
can't keep yourself locked away."
"I'm... not keeping myself locked away." Jen defended softly. I
just... don't really feel like going out."
"I'll tell you what." Lindsay say. "Why don't you get dressed... and I'll take you to lunch."
"I'm not really very hungry." Jen said. She took a deep breath,
looking at Lindsay. "OK..." she said. OK I'll get dressed. We'll get some lunch. Not the palace though, OK. Something... down to earth."
"The diner it is." Lindsay smiled, happy to get her daughter to
leave the gallery. "I'll go start your car."
Jen waited as Lindsay left the room before looking at the broken mirror on the ground. "Seven years bad luck," she sighed. "Good luck with that one. Things couldn't possibly get any worse."
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Riley sat alone at a table in the diner, scribbling down some lyrics on a napkin. He nibbled on some french fries as Jen walked in with Lindsay. He looked over at them.
"We don't have to stay, Jen." Lindsay said, seeing Riley.
"No," Jen said. "It's OK, Mom. I'm alright. Why don't you... get a seat and I'll be right there."
"Jen..."
"It's OK." Jen said "Really, Mom."
"Jen. I am right over here." Lindsay said. Jen nodded as Riley stood from his seat and slowly approached her.
"I'm having lunch with my mother." Jen said.
"I just want to talk to you, Jen." Riley said. "Please."
"I have nothing to say," Jen said.
"Then just listen to me. I want you back, Jen. I love you."
"You say that," Jen said. "But you don't show it. You don't trust me, Riley. You think I killed Paul."
"Jen, the evidence..."
"If you loved me like you say you do, then you'd believe me. You're siding with your dad."
"That doesn't mean I don't love you."
"So you're in love with a murderer."
"Is that a confession?" Daniel had entered the diner, stood behind Jen.
"I didn't kill Paul!" Jen said.
"Leave her alone, Daniel" Lindsay defended. Jen turned quickly, leaving the diner.
"Jen!" Riley called.
"Stay away from her." Lindsay threatened. "Both you and your
son. Stay away from my baby." Lindsay turned to go after Jen.
Riley sighed. "You don't have to press her, Dad." he said.
"She killed Cramer."
"Just back off her." Riley said. "Dad... back off her." Riley grabbed his things.
"Riley," Daniel said as Riley headed out of the diner. "Son!"
"Too bad, Teddy." Paul said taking a seat. "Driving your own son away now."
"I don't need this." Daniel headed into the bathroom, locking the door and heading to the sink, splashing some water over his face.
"I know what you're thinking," Paul laughed. "He's gonna defend Jen, turn on Daddy."
"Jen will go down for this."
"What are you gonna do, Ted? Murder her too? They're gonna catch on. And you're going down."
"No," Daniel said. "No. No way. This is all going to end. It's all
gonna end, Cramer. And I'm coming out on top. No matter what I have to do."
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"Jen," Lindsay said following her back into the gallery. "Baby, I'm not going to let Daniel do anything to you."
"How are you gonna stop him, Mom?" Jen asked. "He's going to
arrest me. I'm going to jail. I didn't do it... but that doesn't matter."
"It's gonna be OK, baby," Lindsay said.
Jen shook her head. "It's not. It's not and it's never going to get better."
"Don't say that, Jen. Baby, of course it's going to get better. You can't give up. Don't you dare give up."
"I need to go out," Jen said "I need to go..."
"We'll go somewhere else." Lindsay said. "We can go anywhere."
Jen shook her head. "I need to do this on my own. I just need to be alone." Jen put on her jacket once again and went to leave the gallery.
"Jen?" Lindsay said. "I'm here. I'm here if you need me. You call and I'll come for you." Jen nodded and grabbed the keys to her car. She walked out the door as Lindsay spoke softly. "I love you, baby."