A World That Is Not Mine

LX.

After much talking of Pandora and all of the little details about her, Stevie would be coming home to tell Lindsey all about it. She had spent most of the day reconnecting with Talia and learning more about her. She was going to meet the girls more, but they decided to wait on that.

Stevie wanted Lindsey's input on how she should go about helping Pandora if things got deep. She knew she could probably do it herself, but professional help was what she needed and she had it right in her own home. She had learned more things about the young girl. Most of them were self explanatory and some were given to her but not everything was detailed. Pandora was stubborn like herself and she knew it would be tough getting information out of her. She---herself, was not pleasant and she liked to mess with the minds of people helping her. She used a lot of reverse psychology and she wasn't even holding her breath for Pandora to do the same. The younger girl was smart and she had something that most of the girls didn't have.

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"So, now that you know what I know..." she lingered at Lindsey. "How can I help?" She needed more information on how she was going to help the girls. Pandora, being her main concern---she had the loudest thoughts.

"Stevie, you know how to help people," he assured.

"Not what you know, though," she argued. She was sitting in a comfy chair right across from him, on the other side of his desk. She had made her way into his study, an hour or so ago. They had been talking and then Stevie brought up her new project she told him briefly about. Today he was getting a little more detail.

"Honey, you are basically a shrink," he laughed. "The way you feel about people is above a shrink almost. You have to answer the best way you know how. Also, being that she is a Gypsy... you have it handled."

"I don't have a degree in this though..." she continued to argue. She needed a little more inspiration to get motivation.

"Exactly. That is the only thing you don't have. That's what makes it even more astonishing. All the knowledge you carry on your own. You grew up having to understand. You would be connected spiritually, right?"

"I guess," she curled her lips to the side and thought about it.

"Then that should do it, babe. You're really smart, anyway," he added.

"Okay, glad you think so. But how much of a difference can I make in one person?" she asked. "I technically don't know what I am doing."

"But you know enough to fix problems. You got this, sweetheart. If you need full on medical help from her emotions or mental, then I will step in. But I don't see that as the case."

She chewed on her lower lip as she pondered about all the different things she just heard. "Okay..." she stood up and wandered out of his office.

"Wait, where're you going?" he asked. She had a slightly blank expression and he wanted to make sure she was okay and not mad or anything. He knew he wasn't being the biggest help, but he also knew she just wasn't giving herself enough credit. He knew she was capable of a lot.

"I'm gonna take a nap," she stopped in the doorway and turned when she responded. "I feel like if I sleep on it, I will have the best idea. Don't you think?"

He chuckled as he made his way to her. "Like I said, you're smart. And like you've said, it just takes you time."

"Well, I am good at ideas. I have a few, but I have to play out each one. I gotta write it so it makes sense and I choose right. Y'know?"

"Of course," he smiled.

She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a tight hug. She loved to cuddle him and embrace him all the time. She was a little clingy---that was her current feeling. Especially with her baby so close to birth. She was only a couple weeks away from having her baby finally. She was tired and drowning in different emotions.