Watching the time go and feeling belief grow....
Rise above the obstacles
Patty sat on her bed, leaning back as she fed her baby son. His hair was so soft and so light in color. She wondered if he would be a blonde when he was older.
Steven had gone into the kitchen to make their breakfast. The whole refrigerator had been stocked, so he was quite able to mix together quite a feast for his sweet girls. Blue stuck his head in to check on Patty. ‘Hey you two ready for some mallow lop with berries and seaweed?’ Patty’s mind was thinking of what her job might be like, when he entered. He startled her, which made David bite down on her. ‘Ouch David, you don’t have any teeth, but that still hurt. Hi daddy, yes I want some of your lop for breakfast. I will be ready in about fifteen minutes. Is that enough time dear?’
Dad transported himself upstairs to see if Becky was awake. She had a first day class in the afternoon and he did want her prepared. He was quite surprised to find a beautiful young teenager in her room. Her bed was made, her bathroom cleaned, her hair all brushed and her face was bright and shiny with new makeup. Blue had a moment to say something, yet closed it down. She was a young girl, and she did use her makeup nicely. ‘Breakfast in twenty minutes doll. You look marvelous Miss Becky.’ She giggled and winked at her daddy.
In time they were able to have the best lop dad had made in years. Becky and Patty talked of the bad cake they tried with dirt and berries. That made them both laugh to think about how fun that was, yet what a mess. The sounds of eating and laughing and talking were a good sound for the castle.
‘Well girls, I have more brochures for you to view. Patty, yours are agreements for you to review before we visit them.’
‘Blue, I still don’t know if I can do this. This uniform is pretty nice, it’s flattering to my back side.’ She made everyone laugh.
‘Well my sweet wife, your backside does look quite nice.’
‘OOO Dad, STOP THAT!!’ Becky acted like she was sick. They just laughed at her too.
‘Oh Becky, let’s go out into the courtyard. Since daddy made us such a nice breakfast, he can clean it all up.’ Becky laughed as she picked up her plate to set on the counter. Dad rolled his eyes to make a point of silly for them, handing out papers and booklets to read.
‘I will be out there whenever I finally get all this mess cleaned up, I guess.’ The girls laughed, taking David with them to the pretty courtyard in the center of their Storybook Castle.
Bluesage, this information is so gruesome. Listen to this:
The asylum has seen its share of change as crime and criminals have evolved over the years. Partly as a result of these changes, Arkham has been completely rebuilt twice within the past decade. The first upgrade came when the current director of the facility, Jeremiah Arkham (Amadeus' nephew), took over as head administrator. Arkham's plans based on the new asylum's layout on the classical labyrinth, a design that allowed inmates to "work" their way out to the real world.
Within three years, however, the asylum was virtually destroyed by the villain known as Bane, releasing nearly all of the inmates on an unsuspecting Gotham.
Worldwide, Arkham is viewed as a moderate facility at best, barely succeeding in its mission of rehabilitating and restoring the mentally ill to productive lives.
'Steven, this is where you think I need to go?' She seemed a bit frightened as he looked up at her.
‘Patty, that article was written about half a century ago. I am sure it has been updated; I was in there the other day. The office seemed normal; though the bars were everywhere you looked.'
He cut his eyes towards her as he stated this. She winked at him, ‘I won’t let that scare me Bluesage. How bout some dessert from someone as sweet as you?’
‘Daddy, there are people outside. I think they want to talk to you. One of them is wearing a mask.’
Bluesage stopped and looked over at her. She didn’t cause any alarms to go off inside him. ‘Becky, do they scare you?’
‘No sir, can I go out there with you?’
‘No ma’am, you stay with mama. I will return quickly.’ He washed his hands, drying them on his pants as he looked in on Patty. ‘Hey sweet one, I have some business outside. I will return promptly.’
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