” I looked at her. “And make sure Sheriff Dalton doesn’t find out.”She nodded and stepped away to find her phone among her clothes. She found ...t, dialed Jordan up, and worked on getting dressed while she quietly talked.Leanne watched her too, then looked down at herself and blushed. She walked over to stand next to Erica, and worked on getting dressed.I looked at Emma again. She shook with silent sobs. Regardless of how I felt about what she had attempted to do, I couldn’t let her cry all. ” She was exaggerating.“Sixteen, maybe. Look, I’ve got Kleenex in the back. Want some?”“S’okay. I’ve got some here.” And, when she’d used it, he adjusted the mirror back where he needed it and turned off the dome light. He drove to the theater. When he first put his arm around her shoulder, it was so tense he was afraid she’d shake him off. Slowly, though, as she got involved in the movie, she relaxed.Afterwards, he was tempted to suggest the back seat. Her time with him was a declaration of. I now have to let the world see "Brittany " and be comfortable with who I am now.With that thought in mind I opened the front door to the hospital and stepped out as "Brittany". The sunshine felt so good to me.I had been in that building for such a long time and did not realize how wonderful the outdoors felt.There was a slight breeze and the birds were trying to be heard over the city traffic noise.I looked around and noticed that the street number that I was at was #12 and my wife said I. .If I going to have a nervous break down...I guess I couldn't have picked a better time to do it. This thought brought Paul little relief. Kitty had been more than a little inflexible on that point this morning when he called her: "Paul", she had said, "get psychological treatment or else..." The "else" was pretty obvious to Paul even in his current state of mind. Still the idea of going to a Psychologist/Psychiatrist or whatever, who probably happened to be dating one of her girl friends.