"He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)
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				Title: <strong>"He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-05-2009, 19:20:56</strong>
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				Yelling, again: a familiar theme, often repeated over the rocky years of their marriage.&nbsp; Then the defiant snarl of male independence, followed by the glorious retreat out the front door, rod and reel and tacklebox in hand.<br><br>"Dammit, Elaine, I'm goin' <em>fishing</em>!"<br><br>Door slams, truck door slams, engine roars...leaving Elaine Tyrell shaking and bitter, hugging herself in the kitchen, biting back angry, caustic retorts that won't be any use.<br><br>What was it this time?&nbsp; Did it matter?&nbsp; She made more money than he did.&nbsp; She couldn't have kids for him (or maybe he was firing blanks?&nbsp; He refused to get tested).&nbsp; She wouldn't go to church anymore....all of these were his excuses, and every fight ended the same way.&nbsp; He'd go fishing.&nbsp; Or hunting.&nbsp; Or camping.&nbsp; And in a day or two he'd come back as though nothing had happened.<br><br>Today it was fishing.<br><br>Elaine shook her head and hugged herself.&nbsp; Of all the bad calls in her life, marrying Billy Tyrell right out of high school ranked up there with the worst five.&nbsp; And now she was thirty-four.&nbsp; Half her life had been spent as Mrs. Billy Tyrell.&nbsp; Running a hand through her corn silk blonde hair, she poured another cup of coffee and indulged in a few hopeless, hapless revenge fantasies: someday she'd just up and leave him.&nbsp; Drain the account, take everything in the house, and run.&nbsp; Go somewhere more interesting.<br><br>Yeah, right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 00:18:40</strong>
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				It was just another usual day. Erica was bored out of her mind, hanging out at her cousin's house on her day off when her brother busted in and without even giving a reason, said "Joey. Fishing. Get your gear and let's get going. NOW!"<br><br>Joey got up quickly, leaving Erica without a word, and ran downstairs, into the basement, to get his fishing gear before heading out the door, not even having his boots on yet. This happened many times before. It seemed like every week her twin brother would storm in, angry. What was there to be angry about? He had a wife, which was a lot more than what she had.<br><br>Erica lived alone in a small apartment. She had no relationships. She had a crappy job. She didn't even have a pet to keep her company because her landlord wouldn't allow pets. What her brother had looked like heaven. He was just too stubborn to realize what he had. He should be thankful that he actually has someone to share a bed with. That was one thing Erica always wanted.<br><br>As the car door slammed shut and the engine roared as her brother and cousin peeled away, she sighed softly and picked up her cell phone. Should she even try to call Elaine? She was probably as angry as Billy was. Should she even try to see if she wanted to get out of the house? It couldn't hurt, right? Hope not. Erica just wanted to go to a bar and drink a few. Everything was just so boring around town. The city would be so much more fun.<br><br>She called. Afterall, Elaine probably wouldn't answer anyway. And if not, she'd just leave a message with the offer at hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 02:26:02</strong>
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				The phone rang, jarring Elaine out of her reverie.&nbsp; For three rings she simply blinked...and then, on the fifth, picked up just in case it was something important.<br><br>"Tyrell residence," she drawled.&nbsp; Then her face lightens as her sister-in-law proposes a quick get-together.<br><br>"Sure&nbsp; I'm not doing anything else today as it is.&nbsp; Tell you what.&nbsp; Lucky's doesn't open for another four hours, but I think we've got a couple of six packs in the fridge.&nbsp; Head on over and we can make a day of it, okay?<br><br>Her mood lifted at once: she and Erica didn't always see eye to eye on a lot of stuff.&nbsp; Erica was still single, for one thing, and sometimes didn't seem to appreciate what a challenge married life could be.&nbsp; She certainly didn't put up with any of Billy's bellyaching and moaning...which usually make Bill even harder to be around for a few days after his twin sister broke his balls.&nbsp; But for all that, she'd always found Erica easy to talk with, sympathetic, and in her own way a fellow exile from the usual expectations.<br><br>Getting drunk with the likes of Erica Tyrell?&nbsp; Not a bad way to spend another day on the long, slow road to 'death do us part'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>30-05-2009, 02:50:33</strong>
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				Erica had almost hung up when the phone had rung so many times. She was about to pull the phone away from her ear when she finally heard her sister-in-law answer the phone. Finally. What took her so long?<br><br>After making the proposal of going out to a bar and just relaxing without Billy, she was shocked to hear Elaine reply so quickly. They must've had a really bad fight this time. Wonder what happened. Oh well... Didn't matter. All she cared about was going out to drink and actually getting out of her usual boring habits for once. Hopefully she'd finally meet a guy she wouldn't mind hanging out with and possibly doing more with at the bar. If not, oh well. She didn't think it would truly happen anyway.<br><br>She hung up the phone and left her cousin's house, heading back to her own apartment to get changed. She wanted to look nice when she went out to the bar. She wanted guys to come up to her and hit on her. She wanted to feel sexy for the first time in a while. She usually didn't dress up to run errands or go to her cousin's house or anything, so she never felt sexy at all. This was the perfect occasion.<br><br>After changing into body-hugging sweater dress, a pair of leggings, and a pair of heels, she fixed her hair and make-up and headed out. She looked good. Her curves were accented by a belt that was wrapped around her waist, her breasts were perfectly perky and showing a healthy amount of cleavage, and her butt was round and oh-so squeezable. She looked sexy.<br><br>Erica got in her car and drove to her brother's house, parking on the side of the street and walking up to the door, ringing the bell. She waited for Elaine to answer as she adjusted her bra, not seeming to care that she was out in the open where anyone could see her doing it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-05-2009, 04:36:49</strong>
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				Elaine answered the door, clad in naught but a thin man's plaid flannel shirt, panties, and socks, her disheveled hair loose and spilling over her shoulders.&nbsp; She looked Erica up and down for a minute.<br><br>"Damn.&nbsp; I'm underdressed!"<br><br>Giving her sister-in-law a shy grin, she stood out of the way.<br><br>"Come on in.&nbsp; Guess you'll have to wait on me while I actually get dressed and all...eventually.&nbsp; Maybe.&nbsp; Want a beer?&nbsp; Or coffee?"<br><br>She rubbed the back of her neck and tried not to stare.&nbsp; Why hadn't she thought of that?&nbsp; Erica must be hoping to find someone, again...which at Lucky's was a quixotic undertaking at best.&nbsp; Nobody ever drank there but the locals, and if Erica hadn't found someone she could stand to have in her life by now, her best bet would be somewhere else.&nbsp; The big city, perhaps...<br><br>"You look pretty good," she added.&nbsp; "I mean, really good."
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>01-06-2009, 06:18:44</strong>
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				Erica blinked as she saw Elaine not even dressed yet. It was weird. Why would she be wearing Billy's shirt if they were having a fight? It looked like Elaine had just had sex from how her hair was a mess and how she was wearing a man's shirt and painties. It was the typical after-sex movie scene. She shrugged it off as best as she could, though it did make her wonder if Elaine was cheating on Billy.<br><br>She walked inside and sat down in the livingroom, crossing her legs. "What kind of beer do you have? Please tell me it's not the kind Billy drinks. That tastes so disgusting." Erica wasn't a fan of beer, but she could tolerate it as long as it wasn't too bad. Her brother just happened to drink one of the brands that Erica could not swallow. It tasted like piss-water.<br><br>"If you don't have anything else, I'll just have coffee, I guess," she added, not wanting to go through the list of what there was to drink.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-06-2009, 14:39:11</strong>
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				"No, this is one of <em>my</em> picks...not his.&nbsp; He won't touch it 'cause it's not American-made."&nbsp; Elaine snorted softly.&nbsp; "Never mind that Miller, Budweiser, and Schlitz were all German immigrants...anyway, here you go."<br><br>She wandered into the kitchen, pulling two bottles out of the very back.<br><br>"Coffee for you, beer for me.&nbsp; You want cream and sugar in yours?"<br><br>Fixing Erica's coffee the way she wanted, Elaine brought it over and handed her sister-in-law the mug before going back for her own mug.<br><br>"Well, coffee for me, first, too...so, uhm, what's the occasion?&nbsp; Besides my umpteenth fight with your brother and you feeling like tipping a few back.&nbsp; Are we going to drink to anything or just drink?&nbsp; Because I'll drink to that."<br><br>She managed a smile for Erica, weak as it was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 15:59:58</strong>
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				"Yeah, cream and sugar sounds great. A lot of sugar. I like my coffee sweet," she replied, looking around some. Anyone who came to visit Elaine and Billy would think they had the perfect marriage. They had photos of them from their wedding and photos of them having fun and smiling. They were everywhere. No one would ever know that they almost never got along. It was so disguised by the pictures that made them seem like the high school sweethearts that they used to be.<br><br>When Erica returned with her coffee, she took the mug and stirred it some before sipping it to make sure it was sweet enough. It was perfect. "Mmm... Thanks," she replied before taking another sip. She relaxed a bit, sitting back in the couch with the mug in both hands as Elaine walked off to get her own coffee. She took another sip of the sweet coffee before responding to Elaine's question, "Just to drink and have fun since normal life is way too boring. If you didn't want to go, I probably would've just gone out by myself. Life is too boring recently."<br><br>She leaned forward and set the mug down to let her coffee cool a bit. "So, things haven't been going good with Mr. High School sweetheart, huh? What is it this time?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 16:37:47</strong>
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				"I'll drink to that!"<br><br>Elaine rolled her eyes and found her own seat across from Erica, running one hand through her hair.<br><br>"Yeah, well, now that you mention it, things aren't going so well.&nbsp; Again.&nbsp; It's the usual, of course.&nbsp; We can't have kids, and somehow it's always my fault.&nbsp; And I won't go to church anymore because I got tired of those clucking old judgmental hens glaring at me as if I was to blame for the sin of the week.&nbsp; And I make more money than he does, so..."<br><br>She gave a resigned shrug.<br><br>"I can never quite figure out if he's more scared I might leave, or more scared that I won't.&nbsp; 'Course, you and your folks have always been good to me.&nbsp; Can't deny that."<br><br>Taking a hefty pull off of her beer, she gave Erica a somewhat fragile smile.<br><br>"So he goes fishing, and I...well, today I'm getting drunk.&nbsp; With a chaperone, of course."
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 17:12:25</strong>
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				"Not much of a chaperone. I'm more like a partner in crime," she replied with a smirk, considering she would be drinking too. "A chaperone just watches over you and doesn't do anything. I'm gonna need a chaperone, myself. I'm gonna end up on the floor if I don't have someone to stop me," she laughed as she looked down into her coffee, thinking about it. She hadn't gone out drinking in so long. There was never a reason to go. Might as well create a reason, right?<br><br>"So, why don't you try to talk to him and actually fix things? Or just drop the whole thing? If it's not working out for either of you two, might as well not force eachtoher to stay together, right?"<br><br>She sipped her coffee again before trying to change the subject, figuring it wasn't a good topic. "But anyway, I heard you two are going on vacation to the beach house next month. What's the occasion?"
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 17:19:10</strong>
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				Elaine let out a sad sigh.<br><br>"Erica, we <em>have</em> talked about it.&nbsp; And nine times out of ten, it turns into an argument which ends with him going fishing and me stuck here all by myself.&nbsp; Just like today, in fact."<br><br>She shrugged helplessly.<br><br>"He refuses to consider divorce, he says, so even if we could split, and I could afford a lawyer, he's not likely to sign off on anything.&nbsp; And where would I go, anyway?&nbsp; All my friends and family are here.&nbsp; What's left of them."<br><br>She took another long drink, coughing as it hit her stomach.<br><br>"Ahhh, that's the stuff!&nbsp; Now, about that vacation...I don't know anymore.&nbsp; He might get to go all on his lonesome."
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 17:26:08</strong>
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				"Why not go by yourself? Or bring a friend or something? Maybe even another man. I mean, if all is lost between you and Billy and you've already told him you wanted to break it off, why not go out and have yourself a little fun with another man? If he isn't going to please you, find someone who will."<br><br>Erica didn't seem to mind giving Elaine ideas about an affair. Afterall, what did she have to lose? They already hated eachother, so what could an affair really do to make their marriage worse? If anything, it would make Elaine feel better and give her a place to go and someone to spend time with while Billy was having another one of his tantrums.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 17:31:56</strong>
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				Elaine couldn't help laughing out loud.<br><br>"Me?&nbsp; Have an affair?"<br><br>She had to put her beer down for a moment to avoid having it spill everywhere as she rocked back and forth, hugging herself.<br><br>"Oh, that's...that's good!&nbsp; Me, have an affair..."<br><br>Finally settling down, wiping the laughter-driven tears from her eyes, Elaine grinned wickedly at her sister-in-law.<br><br>"Thanks, I needed a good laugh.&nbsp; Honey, if we were somewhere with a slightly wider selection, that'd be a wonderful idea.&nbsp; But here?&nbsp; Who'm I gonna have an affair with?&nbsp; Half this town's married to the other half.&nbsp; Everybody knows we're on the outs.&nbsp; Might as well put up a big neon sign in the front yard, 'Jezebel found here'...and no way I'd do that to you, or your folks.&nbsp; You've all been good to me, remember?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 17:46:46</strong>
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				Erica made a face when Elaine had began laughing at her suggestion. All she was trying to do was help. She was just trying to give her some options of how to deal with things. No one said the affair had to be with someone in town. How could she laugh in her face like that?<br><br>The worst part, though, was that she had to bring up that nearly everyone was already married, as if she needed to be reminded that there was no one in town for her to finally settle down with. Just great.<br><br>Erica shook her head with a sigh and set her mug down on the coffee table before getting up. "All I'm saying is that sometimes you have to do something for yourself without worrying what everyone else will think. But if you wanna continue living this miserable life with Billy, so be it. I'm gonna head out early. Maybe I'll see you around."<br><br>Erica had grown tired of trying to help her out. She'd much rather go clubbing by herself than deal with Elaine constantly shutting down everything she said.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 18:12:13</strong>
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				"Oh, Erica, I'm sorry," Elaine hicupped.&nbsp; "I'm not...it isn't a bad idea.&nbsp; Just...the only men I really get to meet are either co-workers or...or..."<br><br>She shook her head, reaching out to lay a hand on Erica's wrist.<br><br>"Y'know, maybe that's a good idea.&nbsp; Maybe the two of us should go out to the beach house.&nbsp; Y'know?&nbsp; Just us girls."<br><br>She smiled apologetically.<br><br>"Well, you and me and a couple of cases of beer and a handful of good chick flicks?&nbsp; Make a girls' only weekend of it."
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				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>20-06-2009, 04:31:52</strong>
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				Erica sighed and stopped walking with Elaine grabbed her wrist. She turned to face her after Elaine had finished speaking. "Beer? Gonna need more than just beer to watch chick flicks all weekend," she replied, not being a big fan of chick flicks. She was more of a horror or comedy type of girl. "When are you gonna tell Billy that you're gonna be gone for the weekend? Or are you even gonna bother telling him?" she asked, not thinking Elaine was serious about this at all.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-06-2009, 18:24:22</strong>
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				"Okay, something harder than beer.&nbsp; We can do that."<br><br>The sudden relief on Elaine's face must have startled her, because she blushed furiously and pulled her hand back.<br><br>"I don't think I'm going to tell him.&nbsp; Let him figure it out," she mumbled.&nbsp; "Won't be like he'll need me around if he's going fishing."<br><br>She stood uneasily.<br><br>"I'm gonna go get dressed and then we can figure this out, okay?&nbsp; Go rent some stuff, get some booze...you ever have flavored schnapps?&nbsp; I don't know why, but that sounds good right now.&nbsp; I mean...experimentation.&nbsp; Why not?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 02:19:59</strong>
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				Erica raised a brow from how uneasy and nervous Elaine was being. She shrugged it off when Elaine walked away to get dressed. Erica left to go buy some strong alcohol as well as some flavored shnapps and rent some movies. She decided to get some chick flicks, like her sister-in-law had wanted, but she also rented some movies that she would like as well. She didn't want to spend all weekend watching some cheesy, gushy movies.<br><br>After buying everything, she made a quick stop at home to get some clothes and necessary items to last her a few days at the beach house. When she had everything ready and packed, she brought it to her car, putting it in the trunk, then drove back to her brother's house. She walked inside and called up the steps. "Elaine! Are you <em>still</em>getting ready?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 02:31:46</strong>
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				"Just a minute," Elaine called, emerging from the bedroom a moment later with a full duffel bag.&nbsp; "Just had to get packed and stuff.&nbsp; Who's driving?"<br><br>She gave Erica a guarded smile, but seemed more relaxed then she had been at first.<br><br>"Figure we can stop for lunch and be there before supper.&nbsp; Trust my cooking?"<br><br><em>That</em> was a joke--Elaine was pretty handy in the kitchen, at least after Mother had taken her under-wing and passed along a few old family recipes.<br><br>"This's gonna be so much fun!"
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				Post by: <strong>CandyLips</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 02:40:12</strong>
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				Erica raised a brow at Elaine's continued discomfort. "Are you sure you wanna do this? Becuase you seem to be very nervous about something. Why don't you just stay home and I'll go out clubbing and we forget about this whole thing, hm?"<br><br>The last thing Erica wanted was for Elaine to realize this was a bad idea when they were on their way there. She wasn't in the mood to deal with any panick attacks on the one day she had actually planned to relax and just chill out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "He's Gone Fishing!" (MP/Candylips)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 02:54:54</strong>
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				"No, I'm good.&nbsp; Really!"<br><br>Elaine managed a smile, blushing a little as her eyes dipped to rest for a moment on Erica's breasts.&nbsp; Then she lowered her gaze a little more, as if overcome by some inner sense of modesty.<br><br>"You can drive, I guess.&nbsp; If you don't mind me gazing wistfully out the window instead of yakking all trip."<br><br>Hefting her bag and patting it, she brought her head back up and nodded cheerfully to her sister-in-law.<br><br>"So let's go, okay?&nbsp; Let's go and enjoy a girls' weekend out and forget the rest of this crap."<br><br>The beach house was a four hour drive away, less than that when traffic permitted, and as she'd promised, Elaine spent most of the time gazing out the window at the passing scenery...but whether her silence was welcome or troublesome was anyone's guess.&nbsp; At the very least, she had a soft and sad smile on her lips, occasionally turning to glance at Erica as if to reassure the other woman that everything was all right.<br><br>Finally, about half an hour from their destination, as Erica slowed the car to make a turnoff next to an old and weathered mansion on a hill that served as a picture postcard perfect landmark for the route, Elaine stretched and turned a warmer smile to her.<br><br>"Erica?&nbsp; Thanks.&nbsp; I think I needed this.&nbsp; Just the idea of getting away and spending time with someone I can talk to about stuff...yeah, I needed this.&nbsp; I <em>really</em> needed this."<br>
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