#033 Thursday, May 31st

JC and Amee are at the CoffeeRoom, at a table.

Amee: You know, I'm really sorry to hear about what happened at Donahue.

JC: Thanks.

Amee: Is there anything I can do?

JC: Just you being here is enough. I just need someone to talk to.

Amee: Well, I'm here to listen.

JC: I couldn't even stand being at the house right now, my Grandma Anna was going on and on saying things I didn't want to hear.

Amee: Like what?

JC: Just the same thing I've heard for years, about what an awful person Carol is.

Amee: I don't know how I could cope if I was in your situation.

JC: I'm a pawn, it's always been me that they've tried to use to hurt each other.

Amee: Well, the least they could do is put aside their differences when it comes to you. It's not fair that you get caught in the middle.

JC: You don't know how many times I've said that, but it always falls on deaf ears.

Amee: Pertinaciousness can make life just so difficult.

JC: Sometimes I'm afraid that I'm going to end up blowing up at one of them and saying something I don't mean.

Amee: I don't know, that might be just the thing that needs to happen.

Over at Trish's house, there is knock at the door. Trish opens to find Joseph standing there with a bag and she let's him in.

Trish: (sarcastically) Joseph, just the person I was expecting to see.

Joseph: I'm over here to see if there is anything I can do.

Trish: Believe me, there's nothing you can do for me.

Joseph: I know you're a little shaken from all that has happened in the pass few days.

Trish: You mean you're actually going to show some concern?

Joseph: You might not believe it, but I care about you. We were married for 20 years, so it's impossible for me not to feel something for you.

Trish: You know that you never could fool me?

Joseph: No and I'm not trying to now.

Trish: I believe you.

Joseph: Even though Carol and I don't get along, I know she isn't capable of killing anyone.

Trish: Thank you for saying that.

Joseph: Your welcome.

Trish: You're going to think I'm wrong for saying this, but there is a part of me that is afraid.

Joseph: Afraid of what?

Trish: That she really might have done it.

Joseph: That's human, we all have our fears sometimes, but it doesn't mean they are always real. Some fears are imagined.

Trish: I've looked at it that way, but I still can't put it out of my mind.

Joseph: The thing we least want to think about is always the thing we think about the most.

Trish: So what's in the bag?

Joseph: Oh, it's just some of that linguine I used to make that you absolutely loved.

Trish: You made that for me on the night we were engaged.

Joseph: I remember, at the time I was going through a phase where I wanted to find myself and lived in that dump of an apartment.

Trish: It wasn't a dump, it was quaint.

Joseph: Only if you consider a leaky roof and a bathroom outside quaint.

Trish: It was still nice.

Joseph: Yeah, it was.

Trish and Joseph exchange a warm look.

Joseph: Well, I'm going to get out of your way now, I know you probably want to get some rest.

Trish: Thanks for stopping in.

Joseph: No problem.

Joseph leaves. After Trish closes the door, she sighs deeply and then looks out the window watching Joseph drive off.