Although that's probably what one would've said. Wouldn't it?." She said with what seemed her perpetual smile.I got in her plain Volkswagen camper van.... Everyone seemed to have one these days, not just the Hippies. An old thing of a véhicule, dirty tires as if she'd come straight out of a swap. Accompanied by a rusty blue paint. This vehicle sure had a good backstory, one she'd rather not be aware of."I will leave my stuff at the back." Unlike the interior was luxuriously cozy. Separated in two;. Lars stepped into the gap and introduced me as Frau Doktor Richards. This caused a ripple of comment. It appeared to be new information to several of the men in the room. There were three women. None of them were surprised. They all looked openly interested. Nodding to Lars, I rose and addressed them all. From Mr. Swenson's reaction, this was not according to plan. Tough noogies.I said, "Thank you for inviting me here today. As Lars said, I have a PhD from Yale and soon expect to receive. Satisfied I could operate it, I waited.Amelia, bent and reading the music sheet with my lyrics, nodded, sat up straight, and closed her eyes. She caressed the keys. Music started.I started recording, just for the heck of it.The now familiar song filled the living room. Then Amelia began to sing. She sang with angst I didn’t know my words had, with the pain of loss, with sorrow, a heart-rending lament to her mother and father. The Smartphone shook as I listened to the exquisiteness of her. He’d heard all the rumors about the Dalton boy. Trouble was there had never been any complaints. In Clancy’s book, he didn’t care much what you did as long as nobody complained. The air-headed members of the state legislature were forever poking their noses where nobody wanted them and practically everybody who had ever been on the town council wanted people to know that an ordinance was in place because of their vigilant service to the community. That meant there were scads of laws on the.