?Please,? my mom begged. ?Can we at least untie him?? I waited anxiously for the answer. ?Ok. I guess he ain't going anywhere now,? Psycho finally ans...ered. ?Plus, Istill have this? She waved the knife. I definitely felt relieved when Mrs. Davis untied my gag and then un-rappedthe electrical cord from around me (but it was short lived). I jumped up whenMonica knelt down in front of me. She looked over at my mom. ?Are you sureabout this?? I looked over for my mom's reply, but snapped my eyes. "She studies me for a moment. There something more steely about herpenetrative stare that I hadn?t seen before."You want to know more?" She raises her shoulders and stiffens herposture. "Fine! I?ll tell you."I honestly don?t know what?s coming. But I feel a considerableinexplicable unease."Her name was Will Traynor. And I loved her. But she fell into theclutches of an evil psychiatrist. He brainwashed her. And changedher. And I lost her."She looked at me then. Fiercely. Accusingly.. He’s a prisoner serving a life sentence in an environment that’s certainly not conducive to a long life. And that’s an understatement.As she stood there, she saw a giant bird of some kind effortlessly sailing high above, obviously riding the air currents. Why am I even thinking about this place long-term? Then answering herself, You know why, you idiot. But that just can’t be. It’s the furthest thing from reality that you can imagine, Girl. Don’t even think about it. Get your ass back inside. While overseas I sent my husband a topless pic of me with a new tatoo. The Tat was a fake, a joke I was playing on him. Well my husbands friend saw the pic, he must have looked at my hubbys email. While home since they took leave at the same time, they were here watching the game. His friend looked at me when my husband left the room and said, "nice tat, but who was looking at that" and he smiled while he sipped his beer. I can't believe my husband showed him, I said " as long as you enjoyed.