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Near truck, playground
Lori: *buckles Dominick*
Steph: Momma, can I sit in the front?
Lori: No.
Steph: Why not?
Lori: *wipes forehead* You don't weigh enough. The airbag won't know your there and if something happens, it won't protect you.
Steph: Don't smush the truck then, Momma.
Lori: Hilarious. *rubs eyes* Can you pass me my water bottle?
Steph: *picks up bottle*
Lori: *grabs bottle* Thanks.
Steph: Can we go to Chucky Cheese?
Lori: No. We're going home. *drinks*
Steph: Can we get lunch?
Lori: NO.
Steph: *frowns*
Lori: *shuts door, leans against truck*
Tom: *walks over* You okay?
Lori: I don't know.
Tom: What does that mean?
Lori: I've switched up medications. I'm feeling a bit...queasy.
Tom: *nods*
Lori: You think you could um...take over the wheel?
Tom: Of course.
Lori: *sigh* Thank you.
Tom: I'll get Brook settled into the truck.
Lori: *nods, walks away*
Gables Estates, house, driveway
Steph: *grabs Dominick, runs into house*
Lori: *slams door, walks around truck*
Tom: You going to be okay?
Lori: You mean until my big strong
man gets home?
Tom: *stares at Lori*
Lori: I think I'll manage.
Tom: I just don't want to leave you here by yourself with 2 kids if you're going to pass out or something.
Lori: I'll put on some coffee. *walks away*
Tom: *opens door, unbuckles Brook*
Inside house, kitchen
Steph: *runs over* Tommy!
Tom: *looks at Steph* Yes?
Steph: Can I play with Brookie?
Tom: As long as you stay in the den.
Steph: Kay!
Tom: Hey!
Steph: *turns around*
Tom: Play
nice.
Steph: *runs away*
Lori: *closes fridge*
Tom: *leans against fridge* You seem distracted.
Lori: Really.
Tom: Mhm.
Lori: *looks at Tom*
Tom: I've seen that look before.
Lori: I thought we weren't dwelling on the past.
Tom: This needs to stop.
Lori: What? You mean the fact that I still care about you? Love you, even?
Tom: You're on thin ice with Scott as it is.
Lori: I know. But I can't help how I feel about you.
Tom: *stares at Lori*
Lori: *reaches up, places hand on Tom's cheek*
Tom: *grabs Lori's arm* I don't know whether it's the medication exchange or the heat outside but I'm not about to stick around and find out. I hope you feel better. *walks into den*
Lori: *closes eyes*
Den
Tom: *picks up Brook*
Steph: Goin' home?
Tom: Yep. I'll see you guys again sometime.
Steph: Bye bye Tommy.
Tom: *smiles* Bye Steph. *walks away*
Kitchen, 5pm
Lori: *staring at table*
Scott: *walks in* Hey.
Lori: *lifts eyes*
Scott: You want me to start dinner?
Lori: Scott.
Scott: Yeah. *opens cupboard*
Lori: ...Nothing. Nevermind.
Scott: *closes cupboard* You alright?
Lori: No but I don't want you pissed at me so I choose not to share.
Scott: *walks over, sits* You can tell me anything, Lori.
Lori: You're a good man and we have awesome kids. So I can't figure out why I still have feelings for some other guy. It's frustrating as hell.
Scott: This other guy being...Tom.
Lori: Yes.
Scott: *nods*
Lori: Don't worry, he wasn't interested in the least bit.
Scott: *stares at Lori*
Lori: So I guess this means goodbye.
Scott: *lifts brow*
Lori: I'll pack my things. *stands*
Scott: Whoa, hold on. *stands, takes Lori's hand* You're sure assuming a lot.
Lori: Scott, I'm a whore.
Scott: I don't care what you are. I'm not about to throw everything away because of this.
Lori: You're an idiot.
Scott: Maybe.
Lori: Ugh. *slams head into Scott's chest* I don't deserve you at ALL.
Scott: *wraps arm around Lori*
Lori: *sigh*
Scott: I'll make us some dinner.
Lori: Okay.
TBC...............................