Finishing breakfast, I thanked Krista for cooking and said, "I think our boy there is ready to go, but you might want to search him out a bit and see if you get the same feeling."

"His realization of the way things are with his father was likely easier to build on than when Doctor P was trying to get you broken. He was twisting your mind, not just helping you realize something that was before you as we did with Junior." I tried to make it clear to her that it was just a feeling, and impression, a 'best guess'.

She played with the cat for a little bit, and reached over and bit me, gently, on the upper arm. Rising, she went back into Junior's room to pick up his dishes, and then stayed to speak with him for a while. I turned up the volume in the room so I could hear.