"It had been the return of her son, Welsey, on leave from Starfleet Academy, that had triggered the return of the dreams. She had created the holodeck...fantasy soon after he had left for Earth. Lacking the nerve to actually use it, she had simply locked it away.Wesley had changed a great deal in a short span of time. Her forbidden longings for her son returned with a vengeance soon after he beamed aboard. Now at nineteen, Wesley was almost the image of her husband, Jack - dead all these many. The temperature was in the low-100s, mild for the Arizona desert in June. As a New Yorker, I had been skeptical of the "but it's a dry heat" claim. But back then, I wanted nothing more than to escape a bad marriage. So the position at Arizona State University enticed me to move to Tempe. I was seeking a fresh start and vanished from New York after the divorce finalized. I didn't even tell anyone I was leaving. I had no relatives, and my friends were all associated with my ex-husband. I had left. .. he's down in Providence visiting his folks." I confirmed, although I wondered what that had to do with anything. I think she, like me, wanted to discuss it between us before the rest of the world knew about it."That's good. See you in 10 then." She said, and after we exchanged (temporary) farewells, picked up the place as best as I could. Don't get me wrong, Matt's saved my butt more then once on issues, but his housekeeping leaves a bit to be desired, and god knew I didn't want a copy of. "I was surprised at how helpful he really was, outside of teasing me. I took his advice and went with the payment plan.When we left The Leather Box, we went back to Cassandra's house so we could all get dressed. On the way, we stopped to grab food. Cassandra and I talked about some of the things I should do that would have the greatest effect on her brother. I couldn't imagine really doing some of the things she suggested until she said, "Remember the argument we had in my office?"I nodded..