Almost. She paid to be my therapist. A portion of the service fee went to my Creator’s estate. There had been a whole generation of mass-produced “Art” utilized for medical experimentation. The increased metabolism and expanded cellular regenerative properties likely contributed to the high incidence of cancer. The novelty of being able to treat POAs was lost on me. “She was gone.” I stopped short of telling her about the note, contemplated, then sat back. “You think she ghosted you?” “I don’t know. I hope not. No, I don’t think so. I think she wants me to come after her.”
