She took some tissues and wiped as much as she could off her face and neck. She could feel it in her hair, and thought “What a sight I’ll be going...into the bathroom”. But somehow, she wasn‘t worried about that now. She wondered if Brent and Jake would stop as well. Art sped up and signaled to get over. This time Art was walking with her on the way in. An older couple they passed stared at them until the wife gave him an elbow to the ribs. Ida wondered if they could tell she had come in her. Phone calls with her often left me stammering, unable to communicate. Through the silence of texting, I slowly released myself into her loving care. Eventually I found the confidence to talk to her, and this wonderful woman became the panacea for my guilt and fear. She and Matt had invited us to this party, and I couldn't wait to see her again.I knew they were taking a chance on us, allowing us into this select group, and I steeled myself for the challenge. No matter what, Joel and I would not. ‘I’ll be just a moment. He disappeared through the door as quickly as he’d arrived, but then a second later it opened again with the hipster back, his white smile beaming all the more brilliantly. ‘Mr Djvonic, a pleasure to finally meet you. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Lazarus, CEO and founder of Heaven Can Wait.’ The hipster was holding out his hand in greeting, but Djvonic hadn’t taken it yet. He wanted to bitch-slap the precocious little prick, but an alarm bell from his subconscious. We can’t unsee what we saw. That is true but leaving won’t change that. “You haven’t asked any of us if we want to stay. We aren’t asking you to give up your investment in Sunny Manor,” I said.“I know you liked it, son. I saw some women doing some things when I went to the Community Center that I don’t want to describe. I thought to myself how I would feel if you, or Simon or Lucy had been the one to go to the store and saw those things. I didn’t like the way it made me feel,” My Father said.