Hortensia sat quietly in her car for a few moments. She had finally been able to stop crying and ranting. She pushed any thoughts of scale out of her mind. Once she started down that path, there would be no stopping her ranting and crying once again. She was grateful that it was such a long drive to the office. It had given her time to compose herself. She looked into the rear view mirror, viewing her face from several angles. "Being quite myopic can, at times, have its advan

Of all things, it is one of the worst things that she could ever have imagined! No. It just cannot be possible. One of her worst nightmares is happening right before her very eyes! No, no, NO! Noooooooo!!! She held her head in her hands and closed her eyes. Her breathing was becoming rapid and shallow. She squeezed her eyelids together tightly, trying not to imagine the most awful outcome that could occur, but she did it anyway. "Whatever shall I do? Whatever shall I do!" she

pictured above Farfugium "Shishi Botan" Hortensia sat watching her Kindle, an episode of Detective Morse. She just adored that program. She sat comfortably, sipping on the cup of ginger tea she had poured from her lovely stainless steel thermos bottle. She could get many cups of tea from just one fixing, rather than having to make a cup of tea one cup at a time. It gave her more time to just sit and be. The phone rang. Sighing, she leaned forward to pause the program. “An