Steve arrived at the supermarket with Carol and saw Catherine sitting next to Lyla. He walked quickly over to them. "Cath, I'm taking you to the hospital."

"It's just low blood pressure, Steve. I just need you to pay for the groceries," Catherine said pointing to three very full shopping carts.

"Why did you buy all this stuff?" Steve asked her.

"Because we need it," Catherine replied.

"Mommy bought yogurt for me, Carol," Lyla said to her sister.

Catherine looked at Carol and justified herself. "She started calling me that and I didn't know what to say."

Carol looked at Lyla and felt sorry for her sister. She had no motherly affection and Catherine was offering it to her. "It's all right, Catherine."

"She was taking care of me, running her hand down my back to make me feel better," Catherine said as she passed her arm around Lyla's shoulder and gently pulled her closer to her.

"I took care of mommy," Lyla said to Steve

"Great, honey. Thank you," Steve replied to Lyla. He looked at the shopping carts and asked Carol for help. Half an hour later, Steve paid for the groceries and he and Carol packed everything up. He carried the shopping bags to the car and then returned to pick up Catherine and Lyla.

Steve offered his arm to her so she could hold onto it if she got dizzy. With his other arm he carried Lyla on his lap to the car.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Steve asked Catherine again.

"I'm sure, Steve. Let's go home, I just need to lie down for a while."

"Okay. I'll come get your car later," Steve told her and Catherine reminded him to get the car seat for Lyla that was in her car.

"I'll do that," he replied.

Some time later they arrived home and Catherine went to bed while Steve put away the groceries in the cupboards with Rose's help.

"Your mother-in-law was here, boss," Rose told Steve.

"And what did she want?" Steve asked.

"She wanted to know more about Catherine. Don told her that he left home because Catherine was treating him badly."

"But that's not true," Steve told Rose.

"I know, and I told her that Don was lying. And I also told her that she treats the girls really well, especially Lyla."

"And what did she say about that?"

"She said she was going to talk to Don about him lying to her. And she was relieved to hear that Catherine takes good care of the girls."

"Thank you for speaking well of Catherine to Margaret, Rose."

"I only have good things to say about her, boss."

"She's not well," Steve said as he finished putting away everything Catherine had bought.

"Can I go up and see her? I'll bring some saltine crackers to help raise her blood pressure."

"Of course, Rose. I appreciate it," Steve replied. Danny arrived a few minutes later to take him to the supermarket parking lot to drive Catherine's car back home.

Margaret went home and waited for Don to return from school. She was sitting on the couch when he arrived. "Hi, Grandma."

"Don, sit here. I want to talk to you."

"Okay," Don sat down next to her and waited for her to speak.

"Why did you lie to me and your grandfather? Your father's girlfriend never mistreated you."

"Who told you that? My father? Or was it her? Are you going to believe me or her?" Don said to his grandmother.

"I'm going to believe Rose," Margaret replied.

Don lowered his head and did not look at his grandmother.

"You could have asked to live with your grandfather and me, and we would have allowed it, but you couldn't have lied to us. Pack your things, you will back to your father's house right now."

"What? No, Grandma. Please let me stay here," Don pleaded.

"Margaret was accurate in her answer. "No."

"She's pregnant, did you know? My father doesn't even take care of the children he already has."

"No, I didn't know, but it's her right. And as for what you said about your father, that's not true."

"Yes, it is true. The ones who always took care of us were Mom and Rose."

"Your father had to work," Margaret replied.

"Are you defending him? He caused my mother's death and you're still defending him? If you take me there I'll run away from home."

"Margaret took a deep breath and couldn't bear to keep the secret any longer. "While your father was working and Rose was taking care of you and your sisters, your mother was with a lover, and it was that lover who was driving her car the day of the accident!"

Don couldn't believe what he heard from his grandmother, "Are you crazy, Grandma?"

"No, I'm not crazy, and it's not easy for me to say this about my daughter, but I can't allow you to continue being unfair to your father," Margaret told Don.

"My mother wouldn't do that," Don retorted.

"But she did. And that was very humiliating for your father. All the cops learned that the Task Force chief's wife died with a lover in the car. Do you think it was easy for him?"

"Well, if she did that it's because he deserved it," Don said to his grandmother who was dumbfounded by his response.

Margaret stood up from the couch abruptly. "Are you listening to yourself, Don? You're going to your father's house right now. I'm too old to put up with your rebelliousness. I need peace."

An hour later...

Steve had already brought the car back and it was he who opened the door when Margaret arrived with Don.

"Hi, Steve. I've come to bring your son back."

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