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Zach Slater, we've got your number. Inside that tough guy is a desperate
man afraid he's going to lose the love of his life -- and no one sees the
real Zach better than his perennial drinking buddy, Myrtle. "Not talking
today?" she asked upon finding him brooding in his office. "I'll talk to
you," he said with a slight smile. "What about your wife?" she said, eyebrow
raised, refusing to be deterred by his lighthearted, "Hey Myrtle? Will
you marry me?" Pine Valley's grande dame responded with the truth. "I'm
not sure you could keep me in the style to which I'm accustomed." As the
pair shared a drink, she urged him to tell Kendall everything he was feeling.
"Why don't you let me talk to Kendall and say some of the things you never
manage to say?" she prodded. But not even Myrtle could fix Zach's problems
this time. "Myrtle, honey, this is between me and my wife," he said sadly.
"It's up to Kendall now."