She was in her room, sitting at her vanity looking at nothing; that she was nervous was apparent, she was visibly shaking. I sat on the end of her bed...and invited her to sit next to me. She sat carefully, looking like a rabbit about to bolt from a fox. Her eyes met mine, I tried to calm her, “You look nice tonight, very much a woman, very pretty.”Referring to her as a woman had the effect I was hoping for, her eyes softened slightly, she offered me a minimal smile, took a calming breath and. He could sense that I had food, but he had an ingrained attitude to avoid humans. He was obviously struggling with an internal conflict. He needed food to stay alive, but was afraid to go after it with me, an enemy. After watching his struggles with himself for a while, I continued to drive on. But I’ve often thought about that coyote.”“Interesting story, but what does it have to do with what we’ve been discussing?”“But don’t you see, doctor? I’m like that coyote. I’m struggling with my. Jerry had asked her on the date, he called to see if his limo was there to pick him up. It was and at his disposal. They rushed down the elevator and got in his limo and went to the dress designer shop a few blocks away. The dress maker told Jane that she should be in her bra and panties for the best fit, so, they went into a private room where she stripped down and got measured. From there, she got dressed and began picking out a fabric that would go nice with her blue eyes. Meantime, Jerry. Given that he hadn't leapt from the closet and tried to kill me, I assumed he'd taken it well, but still I was a little concerned. Needless to say, I was relieved when I saw an e-mail entitled "Wow!!!" from her the next morning, as I was drinking my coffee and trying to clear my head before everyone else in the house woke up and the day started. I had client meetings in town today, and couldn't meet her for our daily run.Bill:Sorry I didn't call you this afternoon, but I was busy ... or should.