After the contentious custody battle, Frank & Mary go on with their lives as usual. But it isn't until an eventful night at Ferg's that Frank starts to wonder if maybe his life might be missing something. Now that his niece has a normal life, maybe...
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This was a stupid idea.
That's all Joey Kincade could think of as she walked up the steps to the bar. She had only been back in town for two days and she was already being dragged out on the town like nothing had happened. Her cousin Alice meant well, but Joey did not feel up to socializing. Going out was a stupid idea.
Joey looked up at the busy bar and felt so lost. She wasn't sure how to plaster a convincing smile on her face and act like a pleasant human being. She was certain she looked as terrible as she felt inside. She wondered when she would stop feeling like she had the weight of the world resting on her shoulders.
"Come on, Joe. They make a killer margarita." Alice noticed that her cousin had stopped walking up the stairs and had doubled back for her. Alice was full of energy and was so happy that Joey had finally come back home, even if it was under not so happy circumstances.
"I don't know if I can do this."
"Stop. It's just me..there's nothing to 'do.' But that doesn't mean you won't find someone 'to do', if ya catch my drift." Alice teased. She thought she was pretty funny, but stopped laughing when it looked like Joey was going to be sick. "Hey. You don't have to talk to anyone if you don't wanna. We can be antisocial together!"
"Cute. But that's not exactly the definition of antisocial." Joey mumbled and chewed on her bottom lip.
"Come on. One drink. Maybe two. And if you're still not feeling it, we can bail. Come on. They have a pool table!" Alice tried to bargain and sweeten the deal as people tried to pass them on the stairs. "I missed you, Joe. Let's have some fun."
Joey was fairly certain that, if the right guy came along, her cousin would disappear in a blink of an eye and leave her on her own. But Alice gave her a sad puppy dog face and Joey cracked a smile and gave in.
Joey hated that she had turned into such a joyless stick in the mud. She knew that she should be trying to get over being dumped and ghosted by her ex, Kevin. But in her defence, her situation was made exponentially more complicated due to the fact that her ex-boyfriend had not only left her, but had also abandoned his 3-year-old son, Sam, and had left him with her to deal with.
Kevin's ex-wife had dropped the kid off on their doorstep about two months ago and Joey had been under the assumption that they'd both been trying to figure out how to be parents to a toddler, his toddler. To say that it had been hard would be an understatement. Neither one of them had known anything about kids and their loft had seemed to shrink by half it's size overnight. Kevin hadn't even known that the boy existed in the first place and he'd had no idea what to do.
Joey had thought that she might possibly be on the verge of falling in love with Kevin and leaving him just because he'd suddenly become a father had seemed foolish to her, at the time. But switching gears and looking after Sam had put a huge strain on their relationship, but she'd had no idea just how much of a strain it had been until Kevin had left her.
