They had assumed it was a freak accident by a person passing through the area.When she looked around her untidy sanctuary, Ginny had been unable to th...nk why somebody would break into her home. She had no enemies in her new life. She wondered if the theft related to her invisible past.She picked up the empty pouch, then slipped her hand inside. There had been nothing to feel except the warmth of the leather skin. The broach had gone. She sat down on the floor, closed her eyes against the tears,. "Now," Henry began, "As I understand it, you've a historyof being abused by your spouses. Correct?" "Not exactly," Claudia replied. "You see, I am attracted tomen who abuse me, that much is true. But I actually enjoy beingabused." She shook her head in a slow, wobbly motion. "I don't knowwhat's wrong with me." "But you do want the pattern of abuse to stop?" the doctor pressed. "Yes," Claudia replied. "I want to quit enjoying it." "Why do you want to quit enjoying it?" "Well," Claudia's brow. Consider how long it would take a normal person to run around that crowd, to navigate past them to get to the gunners. Now, consider how a teenager could bowl over full grown men, men trained in more than guns."He continued watching me, taking in the details not only of what I said but how I was acting."After they fled, which they did instead of pressing the attack and just killing me, I turned my attention to the crowd, to the wounded. Linda Penn had been shot in the back. She was having. If she’d been absent or still ‘entertaining’ Callan I could have reversed course and avoided a difficult conversation, but my heart spoke the truth. A wave of warm happiness washed through my body as I realized that Jill, like me, knew we needed to talk. And talk without the distractions and background noise of Malcolm or Callan.“Hello,” was all I said as I entered, trying my best to keep my voice as calm and confident as I could, despite my feelings which in truth were swirling around like a.