. and what could and should have been."What could I say? So I nodded and let her tell her story."I'd like to blame everything upon my fucked up mother...and upbringing, but it was my decision to agree with everything she'd taught me. She married for the first time young, just in her early twenties and it was a terrible mistake she always regretted. They'd had me, but divorced not long afterwards. She married my stepfather, Earl Henderson years later when I was almost a teenager but the bad. ”“Think about what we said Mr. Tall.” They advised as they left.“I’ll do that.” I told them, shaking my head.I looked at Seefor, who stared back impassively. “Why didn’t you tell me,” I asked him. “That you used to hang out with fed dogs? Does the boss know about that?”He gave me no answer except for a moist fart. With another sigh I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out my cell phone, which, unlike a standard businessman’s phone, was satellite linked and digitally encrypted with a. " She admitted."What happened?" was all Joe could ask her."After you left the hospital she was stable, but I was mad you had to leave, even though you had no choice. The next morning when I sat down with the neurologist and I fully explained what Emily's condition was before the stroke he dropped the bomb on me that I couldn't expect her to speak or run her wheelchair again. I could try therapy at a hospice and rehab. I spoke with her and the fear in her eyes ripped me in two. (starts crying. ) must be free of your minds holding it so tightly consumed.Now that said, Yes Patti did indeed have a tenure to again do that to me oh yes no doubt about that and she admitted to me about it. But in order to heal the wound caused by what she wanted me to come fully out and tell her was indeed to help me heal mentally from it. And it sure did that!I don’t know how long I had laid there in that condition until things began to get clearer and clearer at least in my seeing things, and slowly as my.