A/N: This story is the 10th installment in my series of Season 5 background stories. The timing of this story would be mid-Lunar Eclipse… after Agnes and Bert's wedding, but before the Blue Moon staff is informed by the ABC executive that the show has been cancelled. Since Agnes and Bert married on a Sunday, and the final episode of Moonlighting aired on a Sunday, I took the liberty of assuming a full week passes in between these two events. This story takes place towards the end of that week.
Agnes and Bert's chaotic wedding, complete with its remote-controlled helicopters, water play and jail time, was certainly an event that the Blue Moon staff would not soon forget. Unfortunately, due to Bert's extensive injuries, the romantic honeymoon in Mexico he had prepaid for needed to be postponed 'til the summer. But the happy couple still opted to take the week off, with Bert taking sick time and Agnes, one of her many earned paid vacation weeks.
Despite all of the pain he was in, Bert could not have been more thrilled at the thought of Nurse Agnes tending to his every wish and whim… er… need… every medically-necessary-need… for seven straight days. In all his excitement, he couldn't help but to spill the beans to Simmons, who let it slip to Jergenson, who filled in O'Neill, that Agnes had gone to the "naughty" shop and bought a sexy candy striper costume for their wedding night. Oh, that Agnes, who knew she was such a vixen? Well, aside from her college football team, of course. The woman undoubtedly had a mischievous side. Herbert Viola was a lucky guy, for sure.
Blue Moon Investigations stayed open that week, though no one would have been the wiser, because without its rhyming receptionist to answer the phone, many of the calls went straight through to voice mail. The staff were all there… making long-distance phone calls, playing card games, taking naps… nothing out of the ordinary. Earning their pay for no work, as usual.
David and Maddie were both present and accounted for that week, as well, but for the most part, they kept their distance. In the aftermath of the "Annie trauma" they both had wounds that needed healing... hearts that needed mending… depression that needed pressing, but neither was in any mood to play doctor. David, who at any time in the past would have jumped at the opportunity to play doctor with Maddie, barely left his office. In fact, there were even a few nights when he slept there… stretched out on his leather couch. And, it was entirely possible that there were some bets placed by the staff on whether or not he'd poke his head out of his office door before noon.
For the first time since Maddie took the helm of the business, Blue Moon had to file an extension on its income taxes. Losing your lover and best friend during tax season can certainly have a negative impact on one's bookkeeping efforts, and Maddie had a difficult time keeping up. So, this week, with its almost complete lack of client foot traffic, was the perfect time for her to get back on track. By the time Friday afternoon rolled around, she pretty much had the books balanced and the bank accounts reconciled.
Deciding to wrap things up and leave a little early, Maddie turned the lights off in her office and was just about to open her door when she heard a knock. She opened the door and found a man standing there.
'Hello Maddie,' said the man, holding out his hand to greet her. He had a kind face, and she instinctively felt at ease. He looked like a man one might find on a public golf course, casually dressed in a navy-blue striped polo shirt and tan pants. He was not tall by any means… perhaps an inch or two shorter than her. But he stood up straight, with his shoulders back and his chest puffed out… giving the impression that he was taller, bigger than he really was. His hair was dark brown, neatly combed, and he wore thick glasses that slightly magnified his small brown eyes. If she had to guess his age, she would've said about 32. He was not an attractive man, but he made up for it with his confidence. And though she couldn't place exactly where she'd met him, she knew she'd seen this man before.
'Hello... do I know you? I feel like we've met.'
'We have. I don't remember the events as they happened all too well, but I do know that a few nights before Christmas I forced my way into your house while I was drunk. Very drunk. I know I scared you, and I came here today to apologize. I'm Benny. Benny Zampella.'
Maddie was stunned. She inhaled a sharp breath, and covered her mouth with her hand. 'You're Benny! You're David's friend! Oh, my goodness, does he know you're here?'
'No, he doesn't. I don't know exactly what he's told you, but I've been in rehab for the past month and a half. I just got home, and as part of my recovery process I need to make amends to the people I hurt. That's why I'm here to see you. Can I come in and sit down?'
'Yes, yes... of course, please come on in.' Maddie welcomed Benny to take a seat as she went to sit behind her desk.
Feeling awkward at first, Benny started out by saying, 'I... I hope this isn't a bad time. From the looks of things, you were just about to leave.'
'No, no... your timing is perfect. I'm glad you stopped by... in fact, I've been wanting to meet you for a while now. It's nice to meet a friend of David's.'
'Well, I appreciate that, and like I said, I'm really very sorry for barging into your house like I did. I am working on never letting anything like that ever happen again.'
'Mr. Zampella, I...'
'Benny. Please, call me Benny.'
'Benny, thank you, I accept your apology. Did you want me to get David? I don't think he's left yet.'
'Nah, I'll catch up with him sometime tomorrow, I'm sure. I should probably get going now. I don't want to take up anymore of your time. But, if I may, I would just like to say, Dave sure was right when he told me you were even prettier in person, Maddie Hayes.' With that, Benny stood up and turned to walk out the door.
Maddie stared at him for a moment, and then as if someone pinched her, she stood up and cried, 'Benny, stop! Please don't go… I feel like we're skirting around the real issue here.'
'Which is…'
'I'm sure David has told you everything, and you probably think I'm a terrible person for hurting your friend.' She walked out from behind her desk.
'I don't think you're a terrible person, Maddie. Relationships are complicated. There are always two sides to the story, and I don't know your side. But, if I know Dave, he doesn't tell you how he feels. And his feelings run deep... real deep. Trust me, I know… I've heard all about how he feels about you. And my gut tells me… you don't know that part of him. That part that's just so God-damned afraid of being hurt that he'd rather watch you walk away than show you how vulnerable he is inside.'
Maddie felt at a complete loss for words, and so she just stood there… speechless, while this man painted a picture of David that she'd never seen before.
'Do you wanna know what he said to me once? We were talkin' 'bout the work the two of you do, how dangerous it can be sometimes. And he said to me that if anybody ever tried to hurt you, he wouldn't even have to think about it, he'd jump in front of you in a heartbeat and take the bullet.'
'David said that?' she asked, sheepishly.
'Yeah, he did. And that was a few years ago... before the two of you even got together. Maddie, I've known Dave for a long time now. Seen him with different women. And that man adores you. He loves you. To the moon and back... he loves you.'
Maddie felt caught off guard by that, and did not know how to respond. She swallowed the lump in her throat.
'I mean, look, I know the two of you haven't had it easy, but... and I know it's really none of my business, but if you ask me, a great love is worth fighting for.'
Maddie sat back down in her chair, her hands clasped in her lap, looking up at Benny... uncertain of what to do or say.
She thought to herself, Wow! Just… wow! Maddie's head felt like it was spinning. But, does Benny even know about Annie? Does Annie even matter anymore? She's left, and besides, she was the cheater, not David. Can I forgive him? Can he forgive me? Can we forgive each other? Maybe, just one more time, maybe what we need is...
'... a clean slate!' Maddie said aloud as if she was agreeing with herself.
'Pardon me?' Benny looked confused.
'Oh, I'm sorry.' She laughed, embarrassed at her outburst. 'I was just thinking that what David and I need is a clean slate.'
'So, you do still care about him?'
Maddie suddenly felt flushed and tears welled up in her eyes. She held it in as best she could, but she felt this tremendous urge to both laugh and cry at the same time. She could only look Benny straight in the eye and nod her head, yes. He smiled warmly back at her.
'Have a good night, Maddie.'
When Benny reached the door, Maddie remembered to ask him, 'Oh… your wife… I heard she recently had a baby… I wanted to ask you, how are they?'
'My wife… her name is Angie, and my two-month-old son is Peter. They are doing well. Thank you for asking.'
'I really hope I can meet them someday. Get to know all of you.'
'Yes, that would be wonderful. Angie, I know, would love to have a woman to visit with instead of always being stuck hanging out with us two guys. Yeah, it'd be nice to plan something sometime.'
'Okay, well, have a good night, Benny. It was very nice to finally meet you.'
'Yes, same here. I hope we'll see each other again real soon. G' night, Maddie… bye.'
Benny left, and Maddie felt… different. But it was a good kind of different. Like an enormous weight had been taken off of her shoulders.
The following evening, David sat on a long bench in the vestibule of the Bright Star Diner, looking out over the parking lot. He watched as a cherry red '85 Chevy Cavalier pulled in and parked in the closest available space to the front entrance. A man got out, shut the car door and then proceeded to check to see if he parked perfectly between the two white lines. When he was satisfied that he did, he gave himself the two thumbs up. David watched from the window and chuckled.
'Another A+ parking job if I don't say so myself,' was how David greeted his friend.
Benny flipped up his mirrored sunglasses and gave David a big smile. 'Bring it on in, buddy,' he said, as he pulled his friend in for a great big bear hug.
'It's so good to see you, man,' David said, as the two men patted each other on the back, and then quickly parted to maintain their manly coolness. 'Wow, you look great!' David smacked Benny's belly with the back of his hand. 'Ya even look like you took off a few pounds.'
'Hey, not drinking a six-pack a night will do that, right?'
'Yeah, man, I guess so. You look good… you look happy.'
'I am happy! Starving, too. Let's go in and get a table.'
One hour later, seated in a large corner booth at the front of the restaurant, David and Benny were just finishing up their dinner. Plates of leftover chicken wings, mini bacon burgers and cheesy potato skins covered the table, along with tall glasses of soda and water with ice.
There was no booze on the table - absolutely no booze - as what once flowed freely was now completely off limits for Benny. Not to mention, a newly taboo topic for a supportive best friend. But the guys proved they could get through a meal without it, and they certainly didn't need it to have fun. It was a worthwhile lesson learned by the both of them.
Their waitress, a pretty young red-haired woman with a perky personality and a perky set of boobs to match, appeared from behind the swinging kitchen doors carrying a tray with two extra-large root beer floats and two long spoons.
'Okay, boys, here ya go, two Frothy Floats, a couple-a spoons and straws,' she said in her twangy southern accent. 'Don't tell my manager that I gotcha each a free sugar cookie from the pastry counter. If that'll be all your needin,' she smiled and winked at David, 'I'll leave your check right here on the table for ya.' She slid the check directly in front of David.
After she walked away, Benny reached across the table and swiped the check. He knew exactly what he was going to see written there when he flipped it over, and he read aloud the words verbatim.
'Hey handsome... stop by and see me again sometime. XOXO - Charlotte.'
David had his head down, searching in his wallet for some cash. But he glanced up at Benny and said, 'Looks like you got a girlfriend, Benny.'
'Yeah, right. First of all, Angie would kill me, and secondly, this one's all yours and you know it. She left this purposely on your side of the table.'
'Well, maybe you're right. I am the handsome one,' he joked. 'But, that's okay, I think I'm gonna swear off women for a little while. They're just too much trouble for me lately.'
'Speaking of women, I wanted to tell you, I saw Maddie yesterday.'
'Maddie? How'd you see her?'
'I went to your office.'
David tilted his head, his brows furrowed. Confused, he said, 'But I... I was there yesterday. I didn't see you.'
'I didn't go there to see you. I went to see Maddie.'
David was growing increasingly frustrated with what seemed like Benny's evasiveness. 'Why on Earth would you go see Maddie?' he demanded.
'Calm down. I'll tell you.' Benny took a moment to cough and clear his throat. 'One thing I learned at rehab is that I'm supposed to make amends to the people I hurt because of my addiction to alcohol. I went to your office because I wanted to apologize to Maddie for barging into her house last year. I can only imagine how frightened she must've felt that night. So, I went to her and told her I was sorry.'
'Yeah, and that's it. That's all you talked about?'
'Well...'
'Yeah, well... what? What'd she tell you?'
'I think she still loves you, Dave. Even after everything that's happened with...'
'Listen, Benny, I don't know what she told you. But for the record, may God strike me down if I'm lying... I did not know her cousin was a married woman the first time I slept with her.'
Benny's mouth opened and his chin dropped to the table. He stared at David in shock.
'What!? Wha...wha...what are you talking about?'
The expression on David's face was like that of a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. 'Maddie didn't tell you about Annie?'
'No.'
Shaking his head in utter disbelief, David mumbled, more to himself than to Benny, 'She didn't say anything about Annie. Perfect opportunity to make me look bad, and she didn't do it.'
'What is this? Who's Annie?'
For what seemed like forever, David just sat there, slumped back in his seat, looking down at the table. He felt riddled with shame. He could barely lift his eyes to look at Benny when he started to talk.
'Look, Benny, I'll tell ya everything, but don't judge me. I feel bad enough as it is... so don't judge me, okay?'
"Hey, there's no judgement here. With everything I've done over the years, and you stuck by me. Just tell me, man. Who's Annie?'
'The short answer? Annie is Maddie's married cousin from Connecticut. She came out here to visit her a few weeks ago, and I kinda... sorta... made the mistake of sleeping with her.'
'How did... I mean, I don't understand. But... what about…'
'Well, you know Maddie's had nothin' to do with me personally since around the time you went into rehab, right? And I didn't want to bog you down with all my crap while you were there, but I can't even begin to tell you the dark place that put me in.
'So, one day I'm in the office, and I see this woman... Annie. She's this cute, perky blonde, and ya know, she's attractive. So, I start talkin' to her... I start flirtin' with her, and she's flirtin' with me. I ask her if she'd like to go out dancing one night... fully expecting her to say, no, but she says, yes. And then somehow, I get wrangled into taking both women out dancing… that very night. And let me tell you, it was one crazy night.
'Before we can even go out, I had other things I had to take care of, like I know I stopped by to see Angie. And then I had to stop by a wake for a woman who was murdered because of something I did. Now, that's a whole story for another day, but it helps to understand my mindset going into the evening. And let me tell you, I might've looked like a handsome devil on the outside, but on the inside, I was a broken man. I didn't care about anyone or anything.
'So later that night after we get back... Maddie's already gone off to bed... Annie starts giving me all the signs that she's interested, and I just said to myself, why not? I was thinkin' with my dick. I admit it. She was easy, fun... a good time. It wasn't anything serious, you know, I wanted to get laid. It wasn't until afterwards, that I found out she was married.'
'How'd you find out?'
'Maddie walked in on us. I found out from her.'
'Oh, Dave. That's not good. Maddie must've been so upset. I mean, at least in the eyes of the big guy upstairs,' Benny pointed up to Heaven, 'you didn't know the woman was married when you did it. But Maddie…'
David fidgeted in his seat... trying to find a more comfortable position. He looked Benny straight in the eye. 'I slept with her for two weeks after that, and I knew all along that I was doing something wrong, but I just didn't care.'
'What happened to end it?'
'Her husband came out here… started askin' questions… pokin' around tryin' to find out… who's sleepin' with his wife? I coulda sworn he knew it was me, but he never knew. I felt like a total shit for doing this to the guy. I just looked him in the eye, and I knew I had to end it.'
'And Maddie knew about it the entire time?'
'Yeah, and I know I disappointed her…'
'Well, yeah, I mean… you screwed her cousin…'
'And, of course, she accused me of doing it just to make her jealous and to get back at her for hurting me.'
'And what do you think?'
'Ya know, when I was in the midst of it, I woulda said, no, but in hindsight, yeah, I think I did want to hurt her. God, it kills me to say that, but yeah, I was miserable so I think... yeah.' He chuckled, though he felt ashamed of himself. 'Guess I got nothing to be proud of, right?'
'Oh, I don't know about that, Dave. Like I said before, I think that woman still cares about you. And she knows she hurt you, too. That was one of the first things she said to me.'
'Really?'
'Yeah. Ya know, if I had it my way, I'd lock the two of you in a room together, and I wouldn't let either of you out 'til you worked out your problems.'
'Whaddya mean? What are you sayin'?'
'I'm saying that the two of you need to talk and listen. She talks and you listen; you talk and she listens.'
'How'd you get to be so smart about relationships?'
'Daytime TV. When you're in rehab, you watch a lot of it. The ABC daytime lineup: All My Children, One Life to Live, General Hospital, and everybody's favorite, Oprah. Watched a ton of it.'
'You're too funny. I'm glad you're back, buddy... the new and improved Benny Zampella is back!' David lifted his root beer float and gulped down what was left of it.
'Well, we should probably get going. I know Angie was worried about me going out with you tonight. She's gonna be standing there under that porch light waitin' for me. That's how it's gonna be for a while. I lost her trust. Now I gotta win it back. I hope I can do it.'
'Yeah, tell me about it. You can do it... for her, and for that little boy of yours.'
'Awe, he's the best, isn't he? Hey, you want a ride home?'
'Nah, it's only a few blocks. I'll walk it.'
David left the restaurant feeling more melancholy than he'd hoped to feel after visiting with his friend. He was happy for Benny, and felt good about his future. But it was his own future that was troubling him.
David knew he loved Maddie. He knew she was the one woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He also felt pretty damn sure that behind the walls and obstacles that Maddie threw at him, that she loved him, too. He felt it in his bones, and could see it in her eyes when she looked at him. But lately, alongside the love, he could also see disappointment there, and it made him feel worthless.
What could he do, he thought? How could he make everything right when, truthfully, nothing was ever right to begin with? They had never found their rhythm, never found calm waters, never found flat land. Their relationship had always been like riding a roller coaster or climbing Mount Everest. But this was the ride he wanted for as long as he lived. He wanted more than anything for them to still be together when they reached the top of the mountain. And nothing was going to convince him otherwise. But what could he do?
He got to his building and took his time walking up the stairs. Opening the door, he saw the over-sized white monstrosity sitting there. God, he hated that couch. If he could pick it up and toss it out the window he would. It was probably the last thing he ever wanted Maddie to see. He thought about telling Bert and Agnes they could have it for free if they could just arrange to get it the hell out of here.
When he stepped into his bedroom, the first thing he looked at was his phone. The best thing he ever heard come out of that phone was when Maddie told him that she loved him... for of all things... not showing up in Chicago. He was thankful she never found out that he did not respect her wishes and had only been waylaid at the airport on his way to see her. Some things do work out for the better.
When David sat down on his bed, all he could hear were Benny's words playing on repeat in his mind.
... lock the two of you in a room together... you need to talk... you need to listen...
He needed to do something so he picked up the phone and dialed 0 for the operator. His finger quickly hitting the number before his mind could second think it and convince him not to do so.
'Yes, can you please connect me to the L.A. Grand Hotel?'
David could feel his heart racing and his mouth turn dry.
'Hi, yes, I was hoping you could put me through to Madolyn Hayes' room? Thank you.'
David stood up and began to walk back and forth in the small space the phone cord would allow him. The phone rang and rang until suddenly...
She said, 'Hello?'
'Maddie, hi, it's me. I hope it's not a bad time.' He sat on his bed and glanced at his clock for the first time all night. 'Oh, crap, it's 10:49! I didn't realize it was so late. Maddie, I'm sorry! We're you sleeping?'
'Well, actually I was. But, it's okay... what is it, David? You haven't been drinking, have you?'
He felt like a fool. 'No, no, I was just out at the diner with Benny, and I just got in. I'm so sorry, Maddie. Go back to sleep. We can talk tomorrow.'
'Well, what is it, David? I'm awake now, you might as well tell me.' Maddie propped up her pillows and leaned back against them. She was more eager to hear what he had to say than she wanted to let on.
'It's not really a big deal. I just wanted to see if we could get together and talk.'
'Talk about what?'
'I miss you.' There, he said it.
'Please, David... Annie's gone for a week and your bed is cold... is that what this is all about?'
Silence. Then, 'I deserve that.'
'Yeah, you do.'
This conversation was beginning to veer off the path, and he needed to bring it back.
'Maddie, I just want to talk to you. And I want you to listen. And when you talk, I want to hear every single word you say.'
She said nothing.
He spoke softer, gentler this time. 'Please, Maddie, all I want is for us to get together and talk.'
'Okay.'
'Okay?'
'Okay.'
'How 'bout tomorrow after work? Anywhere you want.'
'Okay, why don't you meet me in the restaurant here in the hotel where I'm staying?'
'That's fine. That's perfect.'
'And don't get any ideas about coming up to my room.'
'I won't. Right now, I'm just more concerned about getting my best friend back than I am about getting her into bed.'
They both smiled at that.
'Okay, well... goodnight, David.' Maddie shifted back down to lay on her side, wrapping the sheet up around her shoulders.
'Goodnight, Maddie.'
David got up bright and early the next morning. He didn't sleep for very many hours that night, but the sleep he did get was some of the more restful sleep he'd gotten in months. He had something very important to do before heading over to the office. Something that would hopefully help him to feel better about himself before talking with Maddie later that night.
He got out of the cab near the front steps of the First Congregational Church of Los Angeles. He stood for a moment, looking up at the beautiful building and taking in the moment... seeing things so clearly on this morning. For the first time in a long time, David felt like he was doing the right thing.
He walked up the steps to the front doors and went inside. He found the short line of people who were waiting for their turn to enter the confessional. He still had to get to work on time, so he was glad there were only a couple of people ahead of him.
Ever since David was a little boy, every time he went to confession it made him anxious. Whether he was a kid confessing that he said a curse word to his mom or a teenager admitting he brought a dirty magazine to school, the whole process just made his stomach feel unsettled. But it was that nervousness that made what he was doing all the more significant. And, today was by far the most significant of all.
When it was his turn, he dried his sweaty palms on his pants, and had to settle his nerves. He walked in and sat down behind the screen. He made the sign of the cross, and said, 'Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been about a year since my last confession.'
'Young man, how has your faith been since your last confession?'
David hunched over, resting his elbows on his knees and holding his chin in the palms of his hands. 'Father, I always try to keep the faith. It's always in the back of my mind… sometimes in the way back of my mind. And I admit, I don't get to Church. Maybe. Sometimes... on Christmas Day I'll go, but that's about it. But I do try to keep the faith.'
'What sins did you come to confess today?'
'Well, I'm sure there are more that I'm not thinking of, but the one that brought me here... I had a brief affair with a married woman.'
'This woman, did you love or care deeply for her?'
'No, it was a woman I didn't even really know. The truth is, I used this woman in order to hurt the woman I do love... to make her jealous… and to make her feel as sad and empty as I was feeling.' David was fidgety. He was having a difficult time getting into a comfortable position. He felt like he was on trial.
'Why would you want to hurt this woman whom you love?'
Leaning his head back against the wall, he exhaled loudly, and said, 'Because she hurt me. Because she pushed me away when all I wanted to do was to make her happy.'
'God would want you to love and forgive her. Listen to her and try to understand her... be patient with her. In turn, perhaps she will forgive you.'
'I hate myself for doing this. I hate that I was capable of doing this.'
'As humans… as men, we are flawed and we make mistakes. But if you are truly repentant, you will be able to forgive yourself, as God has forgiven you.'
When David walked out of the church, he looked up to the sky, and breathed in the clean, cool morning air. He felt good about the day. He knew he would be excited to see Maddie at the office, but that for the next eight hours or so it was business as usual. He was thankful he had enough work to keep himself busy during a day that was bound to drag on. He couldn't wait to meet up with her for what might turn out to be the most important dinner of his life.
The time on his watch read 8:42 a.m. He had to hurry and catch a cab if he was going to get to work on time. He thought it would make him look good if he was already there when she arrived.
Twenty minutes later at precisely 9:02 a.m., Maddie walked as quickly as she could to make it onto the crowded elevator before the doors began to close. Normally, she'd be distressed about being late, but not today. She had a good feeling about today. The dinner she had planned with David for later that night after work had her feeling elated. Something significant was about to happen. She could feel it.
Before leaving the hotel that morning, Maddie had met with the concierge to make dinner reservations. She wanted a particular table in the back, where they would have some privacy and be able to talk... and listen.
She knew they would spend the day in the office acting like nothing special was about to happen. Which was one of the little things about their relationship that she used to love. It grew the anticipation for the evening ahead.
She thought about what Benny had told her the other day... about David being afraid to be vulnerable… about him not telling her how he really feels. Well, he may be right, but she didn't think so.
Maddie was pretty sure she knew exactly how David felt about her. He'd been telling her how he felt ever since the first night they slept together. And he kept on telling her how he felt straight up until she shut him out... until she literally would not let him in her front door.
He wasn't always eloquent or romantic, he didn't always use the right words, and he didn't always have the best timing, but after she lost the baby, he was the one desperately fighting for them to stay together. He was the one doing it the best way he knew how. And every time he tried, she ended up pushing him further and further away.
Straight into Annie's arms. She figured he would want to talk about Annie tonight. But Annie wasn't really the problem, was she?
The way Maddie figured it, she herself was the problem... with her ridiculous pacts, and her obstacles and her walls. Walls so high and so thick, no man, not even Superman, could knock them down. But, she thought, if she could just let one man in... one man to love and build a future with... wouldn't her life be so much better for it?
And wouldn't that man be David?
She shook her head, and thought… Benny was wrong about David. She was the one. She was the one who was too afraid to be vulnerable. She was the one who was too afraid to talk about love and about feelings and about how much she needed him.
But Benny was right about something else he said. A great love is worth fighting for…
She felt a strange sense of urgency like she'd never felt before... like time was of the essence. Like she'd lose him… really lose him… if she didn't do something.
Just before the elevator doors opened, she nodded her head with determination, and said aloud, 'David and I need to figure out this relationship… tonight.'
When she stepped off the elevator and turned the corner, she could swear she heard what sounded like Bert Viola crying…
TO BE CONTINUED
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