.. and, even in light of the assault ... the rape ... why I was reluctant to let go. I couldn’t help thinking that if I had done something different...ly...”“Don’t give yourself a guilt trip. It takes two to make a relationship work. It only takes one to wreck it. He’s the one who couldn’t grow with you. What sort of feelings to you get from me?”“Respect, unconditional love and acceptance, trust...”“Ask yourself this -- if you had those feelings from Rob, would you have stayed in my room?”“No. Not. So, today, here was something new. A Supervisory Patrol Agent, a GS-12, asked for volunteers for a special mission. They were going to go into the field, on foot, with a bunch of soldiers. The soldiers were there to drum up pollos y coyotes, to beat the border and cause interest in those interested in crossing it. With luck, they'd capture those who were set to watch the increased activity, then 'roll them up', meaning interrogate them and find out the names and locations of who they worked. Eventually we sat down on the sofa. She tended to show a shy smile when she looked at me and she looked at me a lot. I asked about Ann’s book. Yvonne was thrilled about ‘Interconnections.’ She looked at Ann and said: ‘There is something weird about your book. I found myself feeling that I was reading about people I knew, old friends.’ Ann responded: ‘I’m not surprised. I think you are part of our spiritual family.’ I jumped in: ‘Welcome home.’ Yvonne began to cry. She hugged me again, still. Seth stood up to leave, but I took his arm and asked him to stay. “Jay, have a couple of beers first,” I said. “Then let’s talk about anything and everything except what you want to talk about. Seth is understanding and has offered me some insights I would not have had on my own. Once you’re loosened up, if you want Seth to leave I know he will respect your wishes.” Jay said nothing, just drained his beer and got up to get another one. We all drank in silence. By the time, Seth and I had.