I walked back to the front door and opened it noting her car was still in the driveway. I wandered to the kitchen, helped myself to an apple, and kick...ed off my heels. They ached lightly. Even after all these months of expert navigation, it was amazing to me that my mother could leave heels this high on all day without a single complaint.My stocking feet padded lightly on the floor as I headed to the living room. My apartment, while comfortable could not hold a candle to the palace my mother. Chelmsford Crown Court.I took especial care dressing on the morning of Thursday, the 4th July.V-P emphasised I should project myself as a respectable pillar of society when appearing before the court ... first impressions are the more important, and the twelve pairs of eyes of a jury would take in my bearing, and then make decisions regarding my character from how I stood, spoke, and dressed.I wore one of my bespoke suits from Reading, matched with an Austin Reed made to measure shirt; and. She smiled and slowly walked over to where Molly was looking at some of the dresses."Can I help you, Madame?" Uh ... I'm looking for a dress," Molly answered in a quiet, non-committal tone."Let me guess. For a New Years party?" Uh ... yes. That's right." I think I have something over here that would suit you very well," she said walking to the other side of the store. "Do you have a favorite color, or one that you think suits you best?" No ... I like muted tones rather than bright colors."They. It’s a liberating, yet lonely thought. All my life, I have been told of a loving Father which is an image I clung to as I never had one. The Christian faith is burned deep into my soul/mind and even though I have no “faith” I still find comfort in it’s familiarity. I’m also Heathen and find comfort in the sagas of my ancestors and the images of Freyja, sweet Sunna, and Hel. The Disir I adore. What’s interesting is faith or no faith I’m observant enough to know that there’s things that go bump.