After exchanging a few more short PMs, our communications reverted back to whatever we each posted in various threads on the website. I filed everythi...g to do with Imahottie into a mental file marked as "would have been nice but..." and moved on. Being on a fixed retirement income, I didn't have the kind of money it would take to pick up and flit across the pond just to see a little girl I really didn't know.But then the unexpected happened. A spinster aunt died. So far as I knew she had a. Mother's letter said to keep on with my school life and only practicemagic at home until she contacted me about what to do next. I wish Iknew she was safe. My nightmares suggest that she is being held againsther will. But where?Before I headed off to school, I carefully placed her letter, her spellbooks, and the ceremonial dagger back in the grey box. In seconds thelid melded into the box making it impossible to open. Then I placed itback in the secret compartment of the bookcase. That closed,. ”Patrick phoned Gordy. Gordy told him to call Wilgar.“Wilgar?”“The elder you referred me to in Cunnamulla. At the CACH.”“Ah, yes.”“You referred me to him; now I to you. I recall his calling you ‘Patrick Python’.”“Yes. You told me.”“Otherwise, Joshua at Nockatunga. But I have no phone for him.”“Yes. Now that I think of it, I’m certain I could ask Craig Ardler.”“Of the South Coast Medical Service Aboriginal Corporation?”“I think you’ve worked it out. Let me know the results.”Patrick called Craig. The first thing that comes to mind is throwing money at the problem usually doesn't accomplish anything, as our governments have proven time and time again. Administration gets the bulk and the needy get the crumbs. It is my intention to do some research, get some input from others on how to reach the actual individuals in need. Money is not a problem, but my hope is it does the most good for the most people. The fund will be known as 'The Carl Hendricks Benevolent Fund, ' in memory of John.
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