It was by chance that she stumbled upon this career choice when one of her last boyfriends had had an awful motorcycle accident that had left him almo...t paralysed and near suicidal with depression. Nothing Emma did had seemed to help, however, she was ever present as his therapist played her part in what became a full recovery. Emma had been enraptured by the work of the therapist who in turn had been supportive of Emma pursuing a career in her field and even got her started by referring her to. I noticed ladies putting platters of sandwiches out, followed by bowls of soup. There had to be close to thirty place settings, but we were the only people sitting in the patio at that moment.As soon as I thought that, electric and gas golf carts began arriving and parking in a long row just off the road. The tables were filling up fast, and women were putting more bowls and platters out on more tables.Then the attack happened. More than two dozen kids were coming in the doors, getting hugs. And from one of the reader by name priya (sorry can’t disclose the name and place for security and privacy and personal reasons, Priya is the only name you find in my every story as I don’t like to use another names).Priya emailed me. She liked my story in ISS and she is interested in meeting me.I replied her. Thanks priya for your email. Sure I am also interested in meeting you.We exchanged couple of emails and I asked her contact number she did not give nor sent her pic.I asked her what’s. She had spent the whole evening drinking and worrying about who the stranger was that had treated her like such a slut. By the time she knocked back her third bourbon and started on her fourth she was convinced that it was Mike that had taken advantage of her and she was furious."Hi mom." Mike noticed that his mom was drunk and disheveled. "Are you Ok? Is everything all right?"She stood up rather unsteadily and her words were slurred as she came towards him. "I think we need to talk about last.