"George gripped the small coffee cup in his hand so tightly he almost cracked it. He gritted his teeth and prepared for the worst."There's no easy way...to say this," the man sitting across from him said, "but I have reason to believe your daughter, Amy, was involved in an act of prostitution with a man I'm currently investigating."A long, pregnant silence ensued. George felt his grip against his cup of coffee relax, tighten, then relax again. This wasn't the worst news he'd expected. When the. She made it possible for me to arrange a new life in only ten days. It if had been up to me only, I would have take a month just to decide to make the move from the studio apartment to anywhere else. Even with her help making the move was a huge change in my life and a really, really scary decision.Lucy was one of those people who had receipts going back five years. I insisted she get the electric bills for the last year. It was my decision to pay the difference between the electric bills from. Again it was writ large. I found myself thinking that I can forgive Zena and Becca except that there is nothing to forgive. I was a volunteer not a victim. All that is left is love. I was in a truly centered place. I was free to love. Ann was aware of the process happening within me. She hugged me extra tight. I was aware of all the love she was sending my way. I was aware that I was responding in kind. [Zena found herself crying her self to sleep without really understanding why. She woke up. “… so two things?” I grumbled something and she continued. “Please keep your visitors to a minimum if you can?” “Yeah, what’s the second thing?” “Gretchen is gay so don’t try your luck please?” It was out before I could think. “Are you fucking her?” “No, I am not. But that would be none of your fucking business anyway!” “Okay Counsellor, guilty as charged then,” I laughed at her fury. “I need to go anyway, my student is here. Let me know when she is on tomorrow,” and I ended the call. .