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DAY 12This wasn't discussed in a serious tone. The next morning the women made a mixed playlist to listen through out the day, Dr montoya would be appreciative of Damaris avoidance to trap beats. They decided on an old family recipe, Damaris created her own signature cocktail and promised to entail it on her next dinner party because it made sense. They did not obviously, visited Marco dumont's grub spot that morning. Philbert moorman had gone to work, Damaris Cain, who's husband was a cop detective, was off to work too. Both women drank themselfs into creativity, montoya said a no thanks to Damaris's ciger. Around 11:00, montoya played the grandma role in which her grand daughter, Damaris, would have to interview her. That morning, as good as Manhattan or the glass of lemonade they'd both shared would soon be forgotten, and Dr montoya remembered her boring yesterday with a smile. Even insignificant days were part of the story. By 12,Damaris decided to know how good t
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She should stay away from Damaris Cain, the woman did come from a religious background, but you might as well suggest to a slut how to fast, pray and lead a holy life. This got the therapist wondering, not about how they had first met, because that was hard to recall, but on Adulf's secound theurapitic seasons with her. He had been given therapy first by relations, psychologists of varying fields, before the specialist Brailie loftings of which Damaris did not like to speak of, and then her when he was just 12 year old. The secound time, he was 15. And He was terrible. It did not last for two days before his death. The therapist hoped that he'd never known her, or that she should have never gotten to go down on therapy with him. According to Damaris Cain to the news people Dr montoya moorman was the only lady who had been able to get him comfortable around her. She had been phoned from the cain's residence, it had been exciting to meet adulf a grown teen. Ho
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DAY 15 the vehicle was under the patriots bridge where Laid campbell's cemetary. Damaris Cain was at the back seat of the moorman's car, philbert at the wheel, his wife beside. "Did you drup the flowers, honey? ""Yes, i did. ""You just lied in my face. We were there. ""I'm sorry. "Philbert said, more of apology to Adulfs mother. "But I got Dr flavio's address you were looking for, john waters brother, he stays in Rome, has never been to vergil, and hasn't got any green eyes, its hazel. ""Can it get any more bezzaire? "Montoya knocked her head backwards. Philbert shrugged. "By the way hows the father? ""Yes, the priest. I was meaning to ask that. "Said mrs Cain. "Not really ok-. ""He still--. ""He still believes in that wierd ideology of this child sara being satans tool--. "Montoya glanced at her new friend"you must know about this sara, don't you? ""No, I'm sorry I can't help you. I don't. "Replied Damaris, averting her ey
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Yep, that did come up too soon. While within the time Damaris Cain was gone, her Playboy husband blurted these out, for reasons that the therapist could not fanthom, each time she wondered about it, she understood that she was laying low some important discovery about her now dead client. Only Bruce Cain would claim to be joking later on. But as his wife returned, with no chicken of cause, Bruce Cain would claim a new subject, if Damaris could still read the obvious truth written over the therapist face. She asked what the matter was, but montoya smiled quickly and it was all over. "Imagine, Charles Roach! "Bruce said,as though it had been the issue of discuss of late. "turning into an athiest, hard blow for his father. ""I heard that. "replied Damaris, who safely was led out of her suspicion in choice of her favorable preference to gossip. "That true? ""It is. "Montoya had said, having no choice than to cover up, as she would have to investigate. Although s
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He was sniffing, not crying. He ran a hand through his hair. She asked what it was he wanted to discuss and if it were about women being whores, he'd better step down her car, she told him. He told her that what he wanted to discuss with her was entirely unrelated. She told him that he was hoping they were plans to leave his depression. He looked at her, evidently irritated. He noticed that her car, unlike his mother's Taurus was too neat, but with the rosary smell, kind of. "Can I ask some questions. ""Why, shoot. "She was furious. He looked at her casually. But there was nothing casual about this boy. She felt a ripple. "Just any questions? ""Go ahead. Nothing stupid. ""These three years, anything significant happened? ""Yes and no. "She looked at him, his cheek was red. She hoped not to have hurt him. She wondered why her heart had stopped to count. "Like today, you. All changed, growing. Your hair used to be slippear, now its all full
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It was a picture, memorable. When he flicked his cigerrate butt out the window. She could still remember it, the manner in which he had flicked his wrist. Adulf, please, I have allergies to this, she'd told him. He went 'holy mary', which made her really furious, but he tucked back the ciger stick. She swore. He was acting proud, like he had some honor badge with him. It was annoying when they were brilliant, and knew it. An idoit who was outstanding in all sciences was a fool worth listening to. She had to listen, to save him. Even when he snapped 'shut up. 'While she spoke. "These? "When she'd questioned the triple six signs he had on his nape. "Your God, is seven. The spirit of peace, truth, righteousness, love, what ever they are. But no one asks what the six spirits of Satan are. 6 is the devils number, mrs moorman. I made mine the triskelion shape so it looks like the Nazi's swasiki. The mark, is the number of a man, six hundred and three score and six, what it means
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Just look at that botched flower verse, and the television playing the wrong channel, thought doctor montoya. The most infuriating of the situation was that the channel wasn't on its usual Catholic station. But there it was, a movie, in its love making scene. Her PA who was supposed to be on desk seemed no where to be found too. Perharps, gone to pee. No where else. Nicholes was young, and brother mark was her father. Dr montoya's glance fell on the gold wristwatch at once, not Nicholes type. Too expensive. Dr montoya felt her heart pound. Someone was in here--or forgotten his stuff in here (evidently a male wristwatch), but if so, the watch would not have been left here, it seemed too expensive for nicholes not to have noticed. but then a woman was the only kind of living entity which was entitled to live life half witted, but yet expected to be given love.she wondered what It would be like giving up practice. she pictured telling Nichole one day that she would have to go home. pe
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Adulfs Cains diary wasn't in the drawer but in the empty skull. the therapist guessed that his mother had ransacked the room but found nothing of use. Dr montoya suspicion of Damaris Cain was strong although she could not deny that she liked the woman in a wanton sense. to montoya, wanton was a feeling hardly explainable, she did not like looking up the dictionary for any other meaning.Dr montoya joined Mrs Damaris Cain in the livingroom, the diary tucked in the pockets of her coat, suggested strongly that she would be leaving this night, fearing about sleeping overnight with her sudden discovery. not that she had discovered anything.she did not refuse the scotch drink offered to her from damaris.who began to talk about all her ambitions which was too late for her, although the the therapist didn't see any reasons that it was."my first acting performance was for Marilyn Monroe biography ,required that I should go nude. so I spoke with my husband of then, Jonathan. he refused, led
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