Can things ever be normal? I spent the afternoon giving endless amounts of people the runaround regarding the Congresswoman. I haven't heard from Max or Valenti about what to do. I'm going crazy here. I don't really want to call Max at home. He has enough to worry about with Isabel and Tess. I wonder if Isabel is okay? I can’t believe she killed someone. And poor Max, I wish so much I could help him. If he came to me right now, I don’t know if I could push him away. I know I said I needed to remain strong, but I love him so much. I don’t think anything will ever change that. He hasn’t really said anything about us being together since that day over a month ago when he said he was ‘coming for me’. I wonder if my pushing him away has worked. I kind of hope it has, because I feel my own convictions to stay away weakening.

Maria is totally freaked out about Courtney and Michael. I guess she saw them in the alley together last night. I'm not sure what she saw exactly, she was babbling a little because she was so upset. I tried to calm her down, but Maria is not an easy one to calm down. She is convinced Michael is interested in Courtney. I feel so bad for her, the old ‘Teflon Maria’ is gone, because she is completely stuck on Michael and I don’t see Michael giving an inch. He is determined to keep Maria at arms length.

Journal entry ten…Oct 27th

Well today was an interesting day. Michael was actually nice to me and without Max prodding him to be. This morning, he was his usual rude and abrupt self, but when I saw him this afternoon, he was nice. I’m not sure what happened, but it was definitely a nice change. Maybe he’ll be nicer to Maria too.

I saw Max earlier. He stopped by the Crashdown to talk about what we should do regarding Congresswoman Whittaker. He’s not sure what to do. I think he’s going to talk with Valenti and come up with a plan, until then, he said I should avoid fielding phone calls. Like I couldn’t have figured that out for myself. I could tell he wanted to talk more, luckily Isabel came into the Crashdown. Thank God she did, because I could feel the conversation going toward something I wasn’t ready to talk about. Isabel seemed a bit shaken up, so I used that as an excuse to bale out before my convictions failed me and I broke down and told Max I wanted to be with him again. Oh, there’s my cell, I’ll be back in a bit…