The next morning Karen caught him as he was about to head downstairs andreminded him to make her bed before he left for school. She'd check itwhen she...got home.Tom detoured into her room. Her bed was a mess. The sheets and blanketwere on the floor and the pillows were out of their pillowcases. Damnher!It took him five minutes to put her bed back together. There were a fewthrow pillows on the floor. He remembered she kept some on her bed. Hepicked them up and tossed them on the bedspread before. She doesn't have to make the big decisions she's scared of, or worry about tomorrow. Instead she can just deal with everything as it comes, enjoying every minute of life. She acts independently to help others because her owner wants her to.In the short term, for her situation, this is a valid survival tactic and will help keep her alive. Long term, it creates other problems, not least because she is fine with it and will not want to change. But living in a world where the dead roam the streets. In the rest room I built up my courage, I told myself that I had been looking for a place like this and now that I found it, I should go ahead and do it. My husband was out of town but due back in two days I could do it and surprise him when he got home, I told myself. I was nervous as I left the restroom and walked back to the bar. Glancing around I saw only three men still sitting in the place, which made me feel much better.The bartender invited me behind the bar looked me over for a minute. Then I heard voices and became concerned that a couple of boys had snuck out and were swimming. I hurried down to the water’s edge to get them out of the water and back into bed.Much to my surprise, I saw Patty standing in the water waist deep with her back to me with her hands on Greg’s shoulders as he stood in front of her.In a lowered voice I called to her, “Patty what are you doing?”Patty turned around with a deer in the headlights look on her face and I saw she did not have the top of her.