Again, please remember, ‘THIS IS A NOVEL.’ Chapter 5 15. DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC As they picked me up off the floor, and wet my face with a cloth,...I was still in another world. What had Rod said to me that confused and surprised me so that it knocked me out cold? Doctor Livingstone was still on the phone talking with someone and laughing. I heard him say, ‘He survived whatever you told him, and they have him standing up now. I do not think you should tell him it again. It may kill him this. While we were speaking I informed him that I was improving his benefit plan to match what the best people in my employ had.Let’s face it. I could afford to be generous.It was two years later. Sheldon had recently turned eighteen when his broken, bent and damaged little body began to break down on him. The doctors were way out in front of his problems, and moved him to a previously arranged private ICU, where he had the very best of everything, night and day.They threw everything possible at. "Then let'sget dressed," she instructed.I busied myself putting on clean underwear - (it turned out Alice hadrinsed all our undies out overnight and dried them on the towel rail; Ihad heard nothing being sound asleep) - whilst Alice pulled yet anotheroutfit from her seemingly bottomless suitcase. Today she was wearing atartan evening-dress tailcoat, over a starched, white waistcoat andwhite bow-tie. Her breast peeped enticingly from her waistcoat. Belowthe waist she was wearing tight black. "Andrew sighed. "What do you want from me, woman?" Treat me like I really am your mother." My mother was an abusive shithead who spent her life being a drunkwreck. I hope the cunt dies of cirrhosis. Do you want me to beat the shitout of you to get even?"Jane glanced at Andrew. "That...that explains some things." What things?" Why you are....you?"By now, Andrew's erection had long since faded and he got off the dildochair with an annoyed huff. "Great, now my erection is gone. Thanks, ma." Did.