That was kind of chancy, but I was getting antsy and a bit cabin feverish, so I decided to look into another of those places that we had addresses for...that the DHS might have overlooked. I promised Liz that I would only look and not make any trouble, and I honestly meant to stick by my promise.I drove our SUV to another ghost town out in the desert area without much hope of finding anything really interesting, but it was a chance to get out of the house and to be active, so I went. At least,. I had to shower. Betty, my next-door neighbor, always came over for coffee at nine and it was already well after eight. I was still in the shower when I heard Betty yelling up the stairs. "I’m here. I’ll put the coffee on. Take your time." Betty was like one of the family. She never rang the doorbell. She just walked in and made herself at home. I jumped out of the shower. Toweled off and slipped into a white Baby doll that clung to my still damp body like a second skin. I was already halfway. Notes of Meeting, Thursday, 12/2; 11:48am, Nurse Cassandra, Dan FreemanDr K: I came as soon as I could get away. What’s the problem?Dan: Bec seems to have gone on a little trip.Dr K: I don’t know what that means. Is she not in her room?Dan: She’s there, but she thinks she’s in Narnia, being held captive in a cell by the White Witch of Narnia.(I took a moment to assimilate that)Dr K: In your opinion, is she playing a game? Or is she genuinely caught in a delusion?Dan: She’s not playing. I can. After he slid down to the alley floor she very, very carefully searched him. He did indeed have drugs on his body. He also had cash in a leather pouch hanging on a metal chain around his neck. Looking inside the pouch she saw a bunch of green bills dropped haphazardly inside. At least he was a successful drug dealer ... until he met Ms. Mouse. She snapped the chain and placed the pouch into her purse.Then she walked out of the alley and continued her quest for a trash can or dumpster where she.