"You don't know even a fraction of what I am dealing with. Things are not black and white despite your attempts to pigeonhole them as such."Jason open...ed his mouth to protest that assessment, but the cruel clarity of his own memories stopped him. He looked towards the sewing area, and he could almost see his mother standing there again, her face slack and her eyes glazed, as Jason de-programmed several hours of memories."I've said far more than I should have," Henry muttered."Then why tell me. She stared sharply at the door as she saw the door knob jiggle. Then suddenly she heard it click and the knob turned its full rotation allowing the door to open fully exposing there a young boy about 17. He walked in and closed the door behind him. I knew it, I knew he was up to something&hellip,dont worry I wont hurt you. I was just curious why he was acting so funny lately. Now I see, with a hot girl like you I would be crazy too. The boy snickered and walked closer to Heather admiring her. I was mad almost as soon as we got back from the hospital and have been holding it in as each thing piled on everything else." What happened when I you got back from the hospital?"I looked over at Mom. "My mother gave my room away."She leaned forward, obviously ready to object. John put his hand on her forearm and eased her back into the seat."But that was your mother. And you know you could always sleep in your bed with me if you wanted." You're right. Mom said you could sleep there until we. One such article had been prescient, if not alittle obvious. It had linked higher rates of flu to nail biting andinfrequent hand washing.He had long blamed himself for his relatively poor health. After all,you didn't need to be a hypochondriac to know it wasn't good for you tostick your fingers in your mouth. A nasty bout with flu was the laststraw for this incongruous habit. He was finally going to act like aproper worrywart and kick the habit."But how?" he wondered.Every journey begins with a.