Without any hesitation, the guards grab her arms and drag her back up onto her shackled feet."Please... No..."She wearily weeps, her bloodshot eyes to... dried up to produce any more tears to shed, as she is marched up the creaky wooden steps of the gallows."Hang the bitch!"One snarling voice from the crowd yells out."Kill the witch!"Another cries."Hang the bitch! Kill the witch!"The chant begins to gather momentum, as more and more angry voices join in with the gruesome chorus.She is stopped in. ’ He paused to look at her. ‘You want to go now?’ ‘Whatever gave you that idea?’ They approached one of the railings at the end of the pier and leaned over it. Before them lay the dark, unsettling waters of the harbour … and further away from their eyes’ reach, the deep blue sea. Sporadic lightening flashed across the horizon. Shanice wrapped an arm around Eric’s, taking warmth and comfort in his presence. ‘You’re really beautiful, do you know that?’ Eric said to her. She pretended to shrug. I then called Linda and we chatted for about an hour until we said our goodbyes.At least on Tuesday dad was back to himself. He spent over 30 hours helping get the Radar back up, apparently it was an integration fault with another unit that had recently been installed. This meant little to me, but it meant he was getting a nice big overtime check for the work.That night was a repeat of the night before. Some studying, chatting with Linda on the phone for an hour, then some reading before I went. If I could change how Mom felt about her body, maybe I could convince her to show some more skin around the house. And if I could do that, maybe she wouldn’t mind if Lucy started showing some more skin around the house... Fortunately, I had the script from Mom’s last session.“Okay, Mom,” I started. “Hypothetical: when you were eight years old, you skinned your knee...”Session 25:My sister, it probably won’t surprise you to learn, is a good kisser.Well, I didn’t really have much to go on. It was.