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Blogs by Mary Clay
The DAFFODILS® Blog
9/12/2011 8:23:25 AM
Rich, Psychics and Daddy's New Lady Friend
Penny Sue here: I'm writing from a hotel in Atlanta that overlooks Lenox Square and Phipps Plaza. I figure I might as well do some shopping while Rich escorts Hazel, his former mother-in-law, to doctors for a battery of tests. The poor woman is in her mid-seventies and Rich is the closest thing to family she has left. She told Rich she has pain in her stomach and female area. The female pain moves around when she sleeps. Sounds wacky to me, but who knows?
I'm proud of Rich for caring for Hazel, but I'm also afraid I'll lose him to memories of his wife who passed away of cancer. Rich worshipped his wife and was devastated by her death, so much so he became addicted to her leftover painkillers. When his stash ran out, he hooked up with some dope-peddling, anti-government bikers who almost killed him in BIKE WEEK BLUES. That's when the Feds whisked him into witness protection for a couple of years.
I just can't stand the thought of losing Rich. He's the sweetest man I've ever known. A sorority sister who still lives in Roswell, GA says there's a psychic lady with matchmaking powers in town. She has connections on the "other side" who help with the matchmaking. I think I'll try to arrange a session while I'm in town.
Of course, a major reason I came with Rich to Atlanta is to meet THE WOMAN Daddy has taken up with. Her name's Priscilla—Gawd, of all names!—and she's a widow. Her husband was an attorney. She and Daddy met years ago at a Georgia Bar function, so I guess she's not the gold-digging hussy I thought she was. I just can't believe Daddy's taken her to the houseboat at Lake Lanier! That was Momma's favorite getaway, second only to the condo in New Smyrna where I live. I like the fact that Daddy will have companionship, but ... well... I guess I hate giving up the number one spot in Daddy's life. Rich and I are going up to Lanier tonight to meet Ms. Prissy. I hope she's not what I think. God forbid she tries to mother me.
That's all the news fit for telling. Rich will be back at four, so I need to call around to find that matchmaking psychic. I'd like to see her today and ask about Daddy before our dinner tonight. —Penny Sue
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