-1After the opera, Karen had sent everyone back to there on apartment. She wanted to be alone and think about everything that had happened in the past couple of hours. She walked into the manse and walked over to the liquor cabinet and poured her a drink. Karen turned to go upstairs when she saw a picture of Stan and her on their wedding day. She walked over to the mantle, sat her drink down and pick it up the picture. She ran her hands over the photo. "How could you have lied to me Stan" she said to herself. As the tears began to well up in her eyes she thought about how happy she was with Malcolm and now Stan was back. As she place the picture back on the mantle and picked up her drink she began to climb the stairs to her room. As she walked up the stairs she began thinking about Stan more and how much she missed him. All the photos that lined the wall by the stairs were of her and Stan and some had the step kids who she missed. Karen might have acted like she hated them but to tell you the truth she loved them with all her heart. She opened the door to her room and lingered in the doorway remember all the times her and Stan had in this room. The sex, late night talks, and some with the step kids when they couldn't sleep or were frightened. She walked further into the room and over to the night stand. She pick up another picture of her and Stan from just a couple of weeks before he "so called died." They were on their yatch. It was there anniversary. The more things that reminded her of Stan the more she cared less of Malcolm. She walked into her closet sitting her drink on the table and then she walked over to where Stan's clothes were. She had never gotten rid of them. No one could have worn them she had said when someone said something about them and she didn't want to get rid of them anyways. She ran her hands over his clothes and picked up her favorite shirt that he wore. As she held it close she could still smell Stan. She loved that smell even though it was cigar and burben. She laid the shirt down on the chair and removed her clothes. She put on Stanley's shirt and wrapped her arms around her and walked out of her closet and on to the terrace. She looked out over the city remembering all the times her and Stan had walked around the city and walked in the park. She looked at the stars and wondered if Stan was looking at the same star she was. She walked back inside and got into bed. As she drifted off she wondered if she would be able to forgive him and now she had fallen in love with Malcolm but it wasn't the kind of love she had felt for Stan but she still felt like she couldn't ever be with Stan again. As she began to drift off, her stereo suddenly came on and she jumped putting a hand to her heart. She got up to turn it off but as she began to walk closer to the stereo the words caught her.

I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart

before you tell him goodbye.

She stopped dead in her tracks listening to the song. It was weird cause that kind of was how she felt and she wanted to listen to her heart but there was a part of her that wasn't. She sank down into a near by chair and pulled her knees up to her chest and listen to the song.


Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic,
the beauty that's been
when love was wilder than the wind.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Listen to your heart, mm-mmmmmm
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.

As the song ended, she stared out into space. How could she not forgive Stan. He was the love of her life and she had missed him even though he had lied to her she wanted him back. Tears welled up in her eyes and soon they began to fall. She sat in the dark hearing the words from the song run through her head and she cried. Soon after so was tired and had no more tears to cry she got up and went back to bed. She laid down and pulled the covers up tight around her. She reached over and got the pillow Stan always slept on and cuddled with it and before she fell asleep she whispered "goodnight Stanley, I love you."