This was amazing

cc,

I do wish you hadn't been so cowardly as to not log in with your user name; I would have liked to discuss this point with you. Next time you would like to criticize someone's story (and I appreciate all types of feedback, so thank you) do it under your own name so that they have the opportunity to respond, it's only fair. How would anyone start a dialog of opposing views if the other side couldn't be responded to?

And perhaps give myself and others the opportunity to read YOUR stories and let YOU know if they are indeed awful.

Why can't you stay true to characters. Kathy would be there in a minute. This story is a load of crap. Like Elliot would want Olvia. Get a life people and learn to write good stories.

I can so imagine that!

Hands down, this is one of the best, if not the best, stories I've ever read. Usually, I try to pick out a line or two that really stuck out, but they all did. Your words, descriptions, character portrayals...everything is so raw, so powerful, that I feel like I'm with Liv on the hospital bench, sitting in the backseat of the car...Also, the bits of humor you throw in there (being a therapist's dream) helps break up the intensity of Liv's shame, guilt, fear, shock, and the overall heaviness of what's just happened. Your last line is great, and I can see the show ending this in a similar fashion. Honestly, this story is breath taking. In a million years, I hope to write something this effective. Beautiful job.