Jumping in for a quick note on sound quality, everyone is home right now. I had time to myself this morning, but there was some sort of road work happening nearby and it was extremely loud so this is better than that. I

apologize though.

We're on to part three of this story and I'll be damned if I know exactly how this ends, but I'm getting glimpses.

As for scheduling, I think we can look towards the week of June 3rd for the fourth and final installment of There You Are.

Early in that week or late, I can't say,

but we'll wrap this thing up one way or another

before that weekends.

Now when we last left Jane,

she just arrived at her new home, the home where Peter grew up,

where her late mother-in-law Barbara befriended a forest fairy. Chapter 10.

The seclusion is serene, Joel murmured, staring out at Lake Ontario through the bedroom's large picture window.

There were white caps on the water with heavy gray skies above.

The trees beside the house whipped in a strong wind.

Jane didn't respond. She was numb. Even her rage

felt fuzzy, just out of reach. She must have slept the previous night because

when she opened her eyes she could have screamed at the nightmare of waking up beside him.

It was their fourth morning in the cabin.

They'd fallen into a rigid routine the previous days and nights,

but that third night he didn't dress her in the pink

pajamas after the bath. She had never felt hatred so strongly. She never

thought she could feel such utter disgust.

She wanted to rip her skin off and step out of it, a gleaming skeleton,

...