Heather cleared her throat, then spoke. "I got a call earlier today. My mother has died."Katie let out a gasp. "Oh, Heather! I'm so sorry."The dominat...ix shrugged. "She had been battling breast cancer for the past year. Her pain had gotten quite severe. It was for the best."Katie had met Martha Johnson twice. Both times during a holiday on her farm.The teen liked Martha's Iowa farm slightly more than her aunt and uncle's Nebraska one. It had more trees, no horses, and it was only thirty miles. I printed out several more frames of the ones where she threw up so I could have a more serious discussion about them.In two different clips there were the same students taking pictures of the action with a cell phone. I pulled the ID numbers, saved the clip to a different CD and printed the picture blowing it up enough to clearly indentify the person and that went into a separate file folder. I sent a text to IT requesting the same information on the student taking the pictures.I had 100. "I hate when you make me play this role Jenny." Use their name to keep the focus, say the name with a very tiny hint of content. Everyone loves to hear their name, whether good or bad, but the tone in which it is said is picked up subconsciously he quoted to himself. "I want to come in here and smile, compliment you on your attire and your hard work! Instead I have to chastise you over small insignificant details repeatedly! Why can't we have a normal day without policy and regulations. We didn't ask for this. Remember, tell no one what you read. I shouldn't even be sharing this with you. I have no idea what ramifications this might have. But I am afraid of what is out there, and I can't let you go without knowing about all of us." Are you sure I don't need this information to be prepared too?" Amy asked. Katie smiled at her."Nice try, Amy. The last thing I am concerned about is you being prepared."I kissed the two girls, and went into my office. It was exactly as Katie said.