DRACO
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I took a shower after I went downstairs and headed for my private study. I had a lot to think about and the study is where I do most of my thinking. The dark almost somber room with its cherry wood furnishings and the heavy drapes that remind me of my grandfather always puts me at ease.
I couldn’t sit behind my desk like I usually do though, so I paced the room back and forth with her being the only thing on my mind. It’s as if everything else, whatever I’d worried over or found important before last night, was no longer of interest.
I was consumed with finding ways to help her in the meantime. I knew that what I was about to do was going to make a lot of changes and feelings may be hurt. And my own parents might not agree with my decision.
