" It is, I guess. It's been a long time since I was fourteen; things have changed a lot since then. I can't even say what all the changes were or when...they took place. Can you?"Kay thought about it for a moment and said, "I can't and I only have seven years to remember, not the ancient history you do." She laughed."We haven't been married six hours and you're picking on me already?" Oh, I've been thinking about it for a long time, and it's one of your choice attributes." She laughed again."Gee,. Bessie grinned ear to ear at hearing that. She took his hand and led him up the stairs to her dorm room.'So what music do you like?' He asked as he made himself comfortable on the edge her bed.'You know, like, girl music,' she giggled, 'Christina, Pink, Shakira...' Her voice trailed offThe vodka was taking it's toll. She plonked herself on her bed a bit too heavily and fell backwards, giggling.'What's so funny?' Justin asked with a smirk.'Oh nothing. I'm just drink I thunk.' She replied, then. Deciding to skip the part about the nasty habit that kept recurring after each nightmare, I said, ‘It began right after my birthday. That same night actually.’ ‘What did?’ she asked her voice soft. ‘Dreams. Nightmares,’ I said. ‘About what?’ ‘I’m not really sure,’ I said, trying to avoid details. ‘But that’s not the worse part.’ ‘What is?’ ‘After the first nightmare, I had this… attack, I guess,’ I said, searching for the right term. ‘Panic attack. It scared the hell out of me. I thought I was. " Girlfriend, then." No." He says with a finality to show her the subject is closed. Anna knows that Laura will keep going until she gets to the bottom of the problem. "How are you getting on?" He asks."Very well thanks Ernest." Anna replies. "This has been such a useful exercise. A great help to us." Ernest glances at Laura but she is staring out at the garden. He turns to look at what she is looking at but there is nothing untoward out there. He sits back in his chair and picks up his drink.