This is just...so frustrating. Even when she was in nursing school she wasn't this thoroughly chaperoned. Nobody told her that having a kid was going to mean the end of her social life forever. Wasn't she supposed to be able to get out on her own once they were past puberty? She was pretty sure she read that in the manual.

So, forgetting the non-existent pie, she returns to the dining room. Seeing her man again just makes the curse hit her full force once more, and she feels almost dizzy with need, with affection, with the desire to give this man her world. She takes a small breath against it, and clenches her jaw. And...her eyes water over. It's just not fair.

At least he and Scott are talking like civilized people. She slides back into her seat, and takes Rory's hand. Maybe if she doesn't say anything for a bit, she can put off their separation for just that little bit longer.