“I do, which means I guess your little stunt worked because now that you're here you owe me some explanations."

“Emma, I promise I'll tell you anything you want to know, but with conditions."

“You're pretty damn ballsy aren't you?" Emma asked, but Robin seemed unaffected by her words.

“I will be completely honest with you as long as you keep an open mind and let me explain what's going on."

"I'LL do what I can." Fact was after what had been going on Emma would be hard pressed to dismiss anything Robin might say.

“But fair is fair and if I ask you things you need to be honest with me or we're wasting our time."

"Robin you just played a high school level trick. You have some nerve asking for honesty from me."

"You're right, Emma." Robin's blue eyes lowered to stare into her tea.

"I hate not being forthcoming, but if you listen to what I say maybe you'll understand why I can't.”

Robin took another sip of tea, then sat back in her chair and gestured to Emma.

“Go ahead, ask away and you can decide if I'm telling the truth now."

“A woman really hung herself in the house?"

“You knew that. You brought it up the night we sat and talked. Your son looked it up."

"But you didn't tell me about her sons. One vanished and the other ended up in an institution?"

“That's true Sean ran away right after his mother's funeral and Kenny had a break down. After a few months Tim moved Kenny to Connecticut to a private facility. Last I heard he was doing much better and was back home, but won't ever talk about his mother."

"Why did she kill herself? You made some remark about life being too much for her, but now I think there's more than that."

Robin broke off a piece of her blondie and chewed slowly as she no doubt was stalling on how to answer.

“So much for honesty." Emma made to rise, but Robin reached out and put her hand on her.

"I'm just trying to decide how much to say and how soon." Robin explained.

"So I'll answer a question with a question. Have you dreamed of Maria?"

It was her turn to take her time to respond. Did she really want to openly admit her dreams? She hadn't even told Eric about them and here was Robin who was little more than a stranger.

"This is where you need to be honest in order for me to be." Robin prodded her.

Emma weighed her options. If putting her cards on the table would get her somewhere with this madness, then she may as well show good faith as she'd tell an opposing attorney, then she may as well make the first move.

"Yes and I had dreams about Mary and another woman named Kathy."

“Happening very quickly." Robin said it as if it were a good thing.

“I always wondered how the absence of a husband would change things."

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“Sorry,” Robin blinked.

“I'm getting ahead of myself. When you dreamt of the women, were they alone?"

“IT have a feeling you know the answer so why are you bothering to ask?"