other gentlemen. Recently, you have been packing your belongings, and today you are
shopping for a wedding gown. Is there something you want to tell me? Is this another
hasty–? You aren’t pre–?”
“No, no. Nothing like that, Mother. It’s hard to explain without sounding completely
batty. I see visions of myself as a bride one last time. Soon. I want to be ready.”
For the time being, she accepted this cryptic reply.
I remained focused and waited.
Some days were far more challenging than others. I calmed my misgivings by
listening to music or taped Science of Mind lessons. Thankfully, eating remained my
source of bodily fuel only and not solace.
Long-distance phone calls were expensive. Very few people made them except
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