Synopsis: When Liz gets home, she talks up how Miss Edwards gave her Elly-level 'good' advice. While publicly glad that Liz has someone to confide in, privately, Elly weeps openly because her daughter 'hates' her love.
Summary: Well, Stupid, if you hadn't spent the last eight years screaming in a blind rage and threatening her with bodily harm because she has free will, she might see you as something other than a granite slab of absolutist vengeance. Bed. Made. LIE!!!