The next two years were pretty much repeats of the previous, except my kids never did move away again, instead, living in a town about 20 miles away. KB always seemed to make it a point to not do that while her mom was home, or, if she knew her mom was occupied and wouldn’t see. Xnx Three weeks later, when they returned home, KB brought home a simple brown box with my name on it and, in bold black letters “Happy Birthday.” She had gone to a few different yard sales while out of town, and found just the right things to bring home with her. Three days after she was checked in, the released her, and she did seem better, they had given her a combination of drugs to help her maintain her moods, and they seemed to be working.




















