I suffered for about two weeks of her cold shoulder and waspish behavior. Shortly after that, one of the chairs I had selected appeared as if by magic...in the living room.Eventually she got over it just like she did from time to time over the years. Sometimes getting my way was painful but in my mind it was worth it.Finally I quit brooding about my wife and got back to work. I was grateful that something came up that actually needed my attention and spent the remainder of the afternoon working. "This is sooo cool!" Elaine bubbled, drawing James' attention. Elaine had braided her hair into two pigtails that streamed down her back sometime during James' lengthy sleep. Combined with the jeans and t-shirt, she looked like a typical young teenage girl about to go hang out with friends. Ugh. James waited on the wooden front porch of the house while her mother gathered her things and closed and locked the door. She noted that Randall's truck was gone, which was a good sign. The less she had. They have a need and it is going unfilled.Stress burns a lot of calories, so we have an early supper. I ensure the girls organize a rotation of visitors, so Aurora always has one of her sisters with her. I pay for a private room and have a cot moved in so one of her sisters can sleep there each night. It is against hospital rules to have visitors spend the night, but a sufficient donation is enough to make them bend the rules for us.With everything settled, I fly home. I get to Sylvie’s just as. "Dr. Susan arched her eyebrows. "Twice? In a single day?" Yes! Can you believe it! Isn't it fantastic! I'm cured!" I'll be the judge of that," Dr. Susan said, sternly. "So what about your other directive?" Oh ... uh..." Jane blushed, prettily. Dr. Susan noticed that she was actually wearing a little bit of makeup this time. Of course, she was still dressed in the sweater and sweat pants - she refused to wear anything else outside the house. Oh well. Baby steps."Did you tell him?" Dr. Susan.