She dried off, dressed in her street clothes, and left the Lounge on her way to the Director of Nursing's Office with determination.She would make the... an offer they couldn't refuse; vacation or resignation.Mike and Dyl'fair were still naked while seated at the kitchen table. Mike in the process of finishing his cereal and Dyl'fair sipping on a glass of orange juice, discussing what to tell his Mother, and how to let his Mother know about Dyl'fair's existence.Dyl'fair opined, "It would be best. So I should thank you for that as well. I was told the only reason they let me know who was involved was because they recognised it with a medal, so it was already semi-public knowledge. One thing you should know is I’m a part owner of this garden and in my will I’ll pass it on to my niece here because she loves it as much as I do while my children don’t. My will has a clause you’re to be allowed access at any time you wish.” It takes a moment for me to recover and to thank her for that.We sit. I'm looking forward to telling you about it. And to seeing you, and talking to you in general. Love you ... Stephen" What does that mean?" Carly thought. "Why is he looking forward to seeing me, and talking to me?" She thought about that. "He's your son, you idiot! You're getting paranoid, Carly!" She read through another half dozen emails, replied to a few, then shut down the computer. Carly tried to read, but found she couldn't focus. After ten minutes she put her book aside and turned out. But why is he talking about food when he’s got a sure thing? ‘Even though people are all the same, we all have basically the same parts, we all have taste buds, we taste things differently, we feel things differently, we smell them differently. ‘There are minor and major differences in our reactions to the same things even though we’re all human. The same meal will be experienced differently by two people eating at the same time at the same table. It’s an exquisite meal but we each appreciate.