Rita!
Bess had absolutely no desire to return to the real world, but she had this responsibilty known as a daughter, and that had to be taken care of. She apologized profusely to Adam for simply disappearing, but her brother had always understood her. She and Sadie went home, Sadie noticing the misery her mother seemed to be carrying with her. Bess had no intention on telling her what happened to Fabian, maybe not now, or maybe never, but she let her daughter's gentle touch reassure her that things would, eventually, be okay.

Pushing her shopping cart, Bess hummed slightly as Sadie sang an incoherent version of a song they had heard on the wireless before. Grocery shopping, as monotonous as it was, always seemed to calm Bess down, and she was doing an extra careful, slow job at it today. Anything that could relax her worried, frantic mind, she'd be up for.

"Do you want to make a cake?" Bess asked Sadie, grabbing a mix. Maybe she'd make one for Derek, for keeping her from doing something stupid. "Yes--for my friend Derek, would that be fun?"

Sadie clapped and wiggled in the cart, "Choklit!"