" So, how are you doing this morning?" I'm OK. There's kind of a dull ache up here." He reached up to his neck and frowned a bit."Careful. Don't move ...oo fast. Are you ready for something to eat?" In a bit. I need to use the bathroom, first."I reached into the drawer of the nightstand next to his bed and pulled out a bedpan."Here you go." No, you don't understand. I have to use the bathroom." You don't understand, my dear Anthony. Until I hear otherwise, you are staying in this bed. And this is. They had taken their own lives five years before upon discovering that her mother had an inoperable brain tumor.His parents, Hank and Nora, were still living -- a Baptist minister and his help mate who still weren't quite sure how to handle the success of their third child as a writer of bodice-rippers. His two older sisters, Grace and Hope, on the other hand, didn't care what he did, as long as he behaved himself and didn't end up in the gossip columns with a scandal that would bring disgrace. “Knock knock” “Come in and lock the door behind you she replied. I was confused and just did as she said. When I walked in to the room after locking it I was surprised to see her in a nurse’s costume and she had her old school clothes laid out on the bed. She said “you have to wear these and sit on the bed and wait for nurse Priya to tell you what to do”. I was surprised by what she said but went along with it having no choice. She looked at me and gestured towards the uniform with her eyes. I. [-][+][-]That's when she moved into the apartment across from me. I was in mythird year of becoming a pediatrician at Midtown University and waslooking for some simple fun after finals when she moved into theapartment nest to mine. I was living in a one bedroom duplex on StudentsRoad where those of us who eschewed fraternities and sororities stayed ifyou had the money.Katrina chose to continue her study of the Bible and become a Minister.She had heard that there were many non-denominational.