She giggled, "Don't you like seeing them now?" Don't be silly, Dot. You know I do."She covered her breasts, and we walked to the shelter."Talk to me, ...ot," I said when we sat down.Dot sighed, "I'm so confused. I know you don't want to hear this, but I am seventy-one. We are having an affair, and that is wrong." Tell me about Guy," I said."I'm not sure I want to talk about him," Dot replied."How old is he?" I asked in a determined voice."Twenty-four." And," I said. Dot told me she liked him. My. Were you baptized in the name of the Trinity with water?”“I think so. I’d have to ask my mom.”“If so, then most likely it would be a chrismation ceremony similar to the one Angie will have. But, in the end, the bishop would decide. Is this more of your thinking process?”“I believe you agree informed decisions require as many facts as you can muster.”“I do.”“And no matter where life takes us, this is going to be important to you, right?”“Absolutely.”“So at a minimum, I should know enough about. I like all these peoplesmiling at me.I glance at the other girls and they look like they all smelled a fart atthe same time. Too bad bitches. I've got a fairy god sissy helping meout.I step on my left foot it's like stepping onto a puddle of oil, unstableand slippery. My foot flies out to the side. I try to keep my balance,but my other foot is slipping too. It's like I walked onto an oil slick.I skitter, trying to stay up right. I almost make it but don't. I fall onmy face, the wild flames of. Not this time, I was drowning. None of my normal tricks like telling myself this is just a trip was working. I was losing my grip. I was scared I was going to start doing crazy shit like running in traffic or killing goblins disguised as my family members in the real world. I was free falling in the madness.As I’ve mentioned, I’ve practiced various forms of Magick throughout my life. Since my illness, I have leaned heavily into the myth and culture of my Ancestors. I’ve also restarted some of.