The spawn of Satan was gone from the house and good riddance at that. There was absolutely no attempt to contact her since she had left home. Cathy wa... hurt by that, but she was moving on. She had an odd kind of family with a girlfriend (lover), a boyfriend (not a lover), and a male friend (not a lover, but a lover to her girlfriend). She didn’t think it was possible to explain it to anyone and have it make sense. However, those three had filled the hole that had been left in her life by her. But a person paying for the service had the option of asking questions and getting them answered on the air. When examinations came they were proctored at a local level and the appropriate certificate or diploma issued.Math was taught at many levels. All levels of computer use were taught as well. 'How to' courses on the various programs I had made could be found at all hours of the day as the information was stored on crystal and contiguously ran. Programming was starting to become a. That’s something I want to change.”She nodded as she thought about what he said. “That’s very insightful and I can see I’ve done the same thing with you – though maybe not to your extent,” she added with a sneaky grin.Grant laughed. “Hey, when I do it wrong, I go all out!”Anisha’s smiling countenance changed to one of puzzlement as she suddenly looked past him. “Is that Tim Lanci over there?”“Where?” he asked, turning to look.“Where all those kids are with those farm animals.”Grant’s eyes moved. I personally felt that Wendy had gone overboard in justifying us but we were still kids inside.Music was the last class today. We could sing or play an instrument. We had a vote and took vocal. Instruments would not be as much of a challenge and the new talent would help us as officers. So would playing a sax or a trumpet but we could learn those on our own.I had never been good at singing before but I was not afraid like I was when I was younger. My brain and computer could be used for more.