I'm sorry, WHAT?!
Siobhan: Now, I bought into the whole mother grieving over the loss of her child story.
If I were the heroine in a quirky dramedy, my reaction to that line would have included a dropped jaw and the sound of a record needle scratch because seriously, what the hell?! IT'S NOT A STORY! Jake IS dead. Liz IS grieving. You ARE a heinous bitch. Or have been turned into one since the writers have obviously decided that you've outlived any sort of usefulness and are shunting you off to Harridan Lane, living in a glass house next to Carly*.
*I literally cannot even talk about the bullshit that is this custody story. It makes me RAGE.