The suitcase is back. She has it right by the door to her bedroom. The overnight bag is right next to it. She is ready.
Last week, "Kelly" was coming to pick her up. By all calculations, Kelly is over 120 years old. He was a friend of her mother. She talks to him all the time over the portal. She finally confessed that she has never met him face-to-face. Yet, somehow, she feels that she can just go off to some unknown place, for some unknown length of time, with this specter. I was able to convince her that it wouldn't be such a great idea.
I suppose the packed suitcase tells me that she may be rethinking that decision. I am using the term "thinking" rather loosely. I don't really know how much actual "thinking" she is capable of nowadays. To actually "think" that a 120+ year old man would drive all the way from Florida to Massachusetts in only a few minutes time (if at all!!!!!!!) shows the level of her ability.
Sad.
