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    A helping hand and a push in the right direction

    Story written on June 19, 2006 by toribio.
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    B/T 9 years after season one but a possible reconnection

    That’s when I hear her, "Alice what the fuc…," I guess she was expecting someone else (not that she was expecting me) because as soon as she realized her mistake and saw my shocked expression she started to apologize.

    "I am so sorry I thought you were someone else, a friend of mine who acts about your age but obviously you’re not…um are you lost…are you looking for a kids party."

    I look down at her gift and although I know she’s the woman in the picture with my mom I ask anyway. "Are you Elizabeth Porter."

    She looks a little confused as to how I know her name but answers nonetheless. "Yes I am…do I know you?" She still looked a little confused and poked her head outside looking around to see if anyone else was with me.

    And although this was a pretty delicate situation I decided to cut to the chase. "Hi, Ms. Porter my name is Eli Kennard can we go inside and talk?" To be honest I expected her to be a little surprised, but she looked like she was going to pass out. But after a couple of seconds her expression changed completely, her eyes looked softer and her entire demeanor became much more open. The way she was looking at me kind of reminded me of how mom looks at me (the look that tells me she’d do anything for me because she loves me), but for some reason this woman who thought I was lost just moments ago was now giving me that "mom look." After about a minute of just looking at each other she must have realized that we were both still outside.

    "Where are my manners, I’m sorry for staring Eli, please come in" at this point she guided me inside her house. I should be nervous about going into a strangers house, but the way she was looking at me, the soft tone of her voice, and the way she had her hand on my shoulder reminded me so much of mom, that it made me relax. We walked over to the couch and sat down. She started staring again but this time she had this huge smile like in the picture. Then she got up.

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