" Don't go!"I helped Emily up and took her to the main bathroom and took off her clothes. She went into the bathtub and I washed her hair and then her...skin. Back in her room, I rubbed her vigorously. Even in her dream, she groaned. She just wanted the human contact. My hands went to her back and I massaged her. This was even better, she thought.I caused new clothes of my choosing to appear. I dressed the girl and treated her like a mother should. When she sat up at my urging, I said, "You need. ButI knew what was up.School the next day was extra lonely because my real friends weren'tspeaking to me, even when I had them in classes.In second period, I kept whispering, "Gina. Gina. Gina." Amy!" the teacher snapped, so I gave up.I guess that was Heidi's little plan all along. Now I had no oneexcept the girls on the cheerleading squad. Monique especially keptme sane. She was really good at all the cheers, but she had thisironic detachment from it, too. That meshed with my own sour. They’re NOT the same. My mother isn’t as concerned about MY well-being as she is about her own. Briefly, she needs to grow up and become independent.”“By contrast, my MOM,” she touched Kim’s arm, “has done everything she could to help me become educated and independent. Let me show you a picture here, and tell me what you see.”She pulled her iPhone, punched up a picture, and showed it to Jack and Heather. Jack said, “Looks like a picture of Tim and Kim, when they were married. It’s taken from. I would set up in the dining room as always where the morning sun would pour in. Radha and Sharmila loved to feel the warmth from the sun on their naked skin. Radha had more aches and pains probably from an uncomfortable mattress or maybe just from diminished circulation from age. So mom usually won the choice of going first. Sharmila really didn’t mind because she was usually out late on Friday night, and slept late anyway. She needed her eight hours.She also didn’t have to wait long because.