"Please, please don't be upset with me," Eric begged as he walked Amanda back out to her car. "I don't want to upset you. I'm sorry what I said about Kyle, you know." He looked at her as if he was really trying to be upset, but she'd noticed a change in him after that phone call. He was giddy as a school boy.
"Its OK." She just stared at him wondering what in the hell had made him so damn happy. She could hardly stand it.
"Have you heard from Elliot?" He kept his smile from rising. She shook her head, no. "Do you want me to talk to him?"
"No. Just leave it, alone." She kept a stiff upper lip. "You must be relieved. You know, with your Mom knowing everything."
"Hardly, she'll let me have it. She will. She'll rake me over coals, first chance she gets." He told her. "She's angry with me. Not you. She would never be angry with you. She'll always be on your side, you know."
Amanda almost smiled. Tears suddenly emerged. She thought of her own mother then.
"It'll be all right." Eric smiled. "Old Elliot, he'll see what an ass he's become. He'll ask for forgiveness. You'll take him back. You'll find other things to disagree about."
"Yeah. Sure." She didn't believe him for a second.
"Look, I'm meeting someone for Christmas. I think you should meet her. Hopefully, it'll all work out. All right? Really, Amanda, you aren't that alone. You've got plenty who care about you. We'll see you'll have a fine Christmas." He gave her a hug then as friend would do. She just wanted him to let go. He was just too damn happy for her.