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She scattered the clues about them, connected dots leaving one baffled and the other more intrigued. “Do others often have a hard time …” —DING!— check that diagnostic question off the list. She persisted in laying scattered pieces of imagery in their minds, forming it visually into a ball before their eyes, before dropping it again for adding another piece.

Somewhere out there Fernlund still longed to be connected, calls, voicemails, and finally even Facebook messages provoking her gone unheeded, he knew he was in the cold with nothing to offer. She had ever been truthful, and faithful, and he thought her all the more … for it.

Batman, the nickname which would spark the right ID for that guy for those in the know, was training her. A male mentor qualified, once an officer and a gentleman, now he trains Navy Seals. Right in time too, because her best brunch buddy, an awesome psychologist, had tapped in his lawyer friend, calling in the troops as it were in her defense based on their last catch-up. His perspective was to build up a defense, and that it seemed she was the target of … after all.

She had met with her contact at the >>> and all had gone well, thumbs up and moving forward. He’d done as she’d asked out of necessity as she’d guessed, not out of having followed the emailed instructions. Oh well, not much harm there… that’s why there had been the in-person meeting. In the end, she still owed him much, and hoped that while he’d been after her for it for months, that she was trying to be quite careful in her calculations of timing and ….

Soon the San Diego Reader would have a cover story exposing at least some portion of the overall story in which she found herself embroiled. Still, she couldn’t imagine the rest of it connecting as Giles lawyer friend did. She kept it in mind as Jack Reacher and Patricia Cornwell’s names wandered into her consciousness.

I wish I were anonymous, then I could make sense. Instead, here I am blogging hoping only those intended see, and those not either wave it aside, or wait for the novel to be published. We need that database, these kids need justice. Can we get it? Could we recreate it? Do the … have it?

I’m to finish a neurolinguistically coded script which ultimately will be published as … specifically targeting have greatest reach to it’s one specific audience. I find I’m emotionally involved on this task, I know how mission critical it is… Time is also short, as I think I found a ‘culture fit’ and am happy to have a distraction from the more-than-I-needed-to-know-about-the-world work.

She concluded the blog post reminding them that they were each the only readers, each having been drawn to the page by their own curiosity if even… and that she’d confessed her performance… a clown, a singer, a designer, a dreamer.

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