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my old therapist.”
         “You don’t need a therapist . You just need God.” She stated.
         “Now , you’re crossing that line we talked about, Trish…”
         “Ok, sorry. But really, isn’t this just fun. We’ve never had anyone here but Bryce, and they seem really sweet. It will be nice to just let them relax and have fun until we can get that car fixed. And aren’t they both the cutest. They look more like sisters than mother and daughter.”
         “Leave it to you to think hosting guests, while feeling like crap, would be fun .”
         “You’d feel like crap with or without guests. So I was thinking we should still have our ‘Post Treatment Comedy Pajama Night’. What do you think?”
         “I think you are crazier than usual,” Daffyd snorted.
         “Who made the rule? Quote:‘New House Rule-One hour of treatment equals one hour of everyone else laughing until their guts hurt.’ Did I get that right?” Trisha said poking fun at her boss.
         “Rules changed when your Good Samaritan husband wanted to pick up those damsels in distress today,” Daffyd said.
         “That’s funny . I thought he said it was your idea. I should have known better. Your heart is too cold to be a Good Samaritan. That’s why you do not give to charities, or why you never built that children’s wing on the hospital, and never ever would have paid for your orphaned nephew’s college,” countered Trisha.
         “You can shut up now. If I approve the movie and the pajamas will you leave me alone until then?” he asked wearily.
         “Of course, as soon as I tuck you in and bring you that herbal tea that helps settle your stomach. ”
         “Actually, it wasn’t so bad this time. I didn’t even throw up in the car on the way back. So just tuck me in and forget the tea. You can invite your guests to movie night. They’ll probably be too tired to come, but we wouldn’t want to be rude. And you better warn them, I don’t want them to freak out when they see me. But remember, nobody mentions who I am. I am just plain Daffyd Sayvage.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
    A Merry Heart
         Samantha and Seanna were sitting in the room that Trisha had given to Samantha. Her room was almost as big as their living room at home. It was all done in earth tones, mostly warm browns and cool greens. There was a big four posted bed in dark cherry wood. Matching tables on both side and a large dresser with a round mirror completed the furnishings. The pictures were mostly photographs in black and white. There were two big windows that looked out into the surrounding hills. Both Seanna and Samantha were sitting on the big bed. They were talking about all the weird events in the last few months. They both agreed it was like something out of the movies, the death of Richard, the rushed flight to Washington, the long trip, car trouble, the limo rescue and now this mansion way out in the middle of nowhere. If it hadn’t been happening to them, they wouldn’t have believed it.
         “Who are these people?” Seanna asked. “They live in the middle of nowhere and are filthy rich.”
         “They are the people God sent to help us,” Samantha answered matter of factly.
         “The guy in the back of the limo must be rich. Look at this place. This looks like something off of the Home and Garden channel. Why do you think ‘Mr. Rich’ never introduced himself, or even showed his face? Did you notice he never even got out of the car? Maybe he is old and ugly, or deformed or something.”
         “Somebody has been watching too many movies. Maybe he just wants his privacy. All the more reason for us to get the car fixed right away in the morning and get back on the road. We’ll just stay in our rooms until then, and not be a bother ,” said Samantha.
         “Yeah, you’re