He goes to the wall and slowly cranks on the chains. Her arms begin to rise up into a V position. He grabs something silver from the table and walks...back over to his toy. He grabs the blades of the scissors running the handle across her cheek, tapping it slightly. He reaches up and cuts down the length of her right sleeve down to the neck of her collar, letting the back edge of the blade run along her arm and shoulder. He follows the same procedure on the left side. Fabric dangling from her. "Hitting a bucket of balls might be a good idea. Give you some time..." No, I don't need more time to prepare." Oh there was some bite in her reply. I have to say I had put a little irony on 'time to prepare' when I spoke those words. 'Time to prepare' was a common work related phrase for her, I'd been put-off countless times upon hearing it. Evidently she took some offense at my intended sarcasm. Too bad. For my part I was more than a little disappointed. The great thing about freedom is the. Alexander’s office, or more accurately, in her face. Then she said, “Okay honey, remember what Dr. Alexander said… let’s wait to see if it goes away on its own, but if it stays hard past 6:30, then you should go ahead and, uhhh… relieve the pressure.”At the same time Charlotte and Jamie were driving home and discussing his treatment, Dr. Alexander sat quietly in her office. Normally, the free time she had between patients was occupied by reviewing charts… but today all she could think of was. Either way I did appreciate the compliments likeany girl would.Etiquette class saw me dancing about. Not because I was happy, butbecause I was still practicing. I was becoming better Ms Locksbyinformed me, which brought a big smile to my face. Much less like aboy she added, which deflated my smile just as quickly. Lidia gave mea comforting shoulder hug, to which I gave her a joking pouty lip,causing us both to giggle at my lack of dancing prowess. Some othergirls had some success and I.