My son is bored. Care to play with him?
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Parts VII and VIII are ready! I look forward to reading your reviews, everyone! Without further ado...Part VII: Restoration
Knowing what a potent healing effect your presence and words have on my mood in and of themselves, it should be relatively rare for me to feel a need to actually cry on your shoulder, but it greatly moves me to know that you will in fact be there to help pick up the pieces when I do break down. I can rest assured that even in my weakest moments you'll be ready and willing to treat my wounds, all the while neither recoiling nor reviling. That kind of reassurance is a prize of such value that should I be deprived of the clothes on my back and the roof over my head, I would still consider myself very rich indeed.
As for the zeal with which I followed your advice, it's only natural. Allow me to explain. First, your requests are voiced both mildly and forthrightly. This satisfies me that you seek neither to intimidate nor to manipulate. Second, you keep your demands reasonable. This does much to convince me that you respect my limits--both materially and psychologically. I've lost count of how many times Maya has impulsively insisted on the fantastical, the impractical, the dubious, and the impossible. Third, your demands are infrequent. This helps convince me that you have your priorities straight and are unlikely to blow things out of proportion or protest without just cause. Fourth, you reward met requests with true gratitude. This tells me you don't take my favors for granted. Put all these virtues together and it becomes a pleasure to comply--not a chore.
I wouldn't quite call my touch with kids "expertise" as I still have relatively little actual experience with them, but your compliment is very deeply appreciated all the same. I can't help but think, though, that you might be selling yourself just a bit short. Granted, you come from a broken home, but you are made of decidedly different stuff from either of your parents. They were both self-absorbed and incorrigible and you are neither of those things. Even though you may lack good examples to draw upon, something tells me that you would learn the ropes of parenting very quickly. After all, you've already demonstrated great insight into Trucy's character. Over the course of a few short hours, you identified a hidden problem that is only now becoming obvious. You're off to a good start. Given the opportunity to learn, I think you'd make a fine mother.
I began work at Grossberg Law Offices just this Monday as an assistant and I must say it's great fun. In this position I can still do most of what I did as a defense attorney, but the responsibility no longer falls on my shoulders. Now I'm free to concentrate and simply advise my "superior" on how to win. So far I've been advising rookies on more or less simple cases, and it's been very rewarding work. Here I can simultaneously embolden the defense and scare the heck out of the prosecution. You should've seen the look on ol' Payne's face when he saw me advising the defense! He'd thought he was finally rid of me, but oh no...! I owe all of this to you. Left to my own devices, I never would've thought to take advantage of that loophole. Iris, you're a genius!
Regarding your last paragraph, you did far more than comfort me. You shed a new light on our relationship, both past and present, and in so doing made me love you all the more. Also, what you said about us being wings from the same bird...I think it's true. I know I've been mostly scraping along up to this point. Life was very cruel to me until I met you. I was just lucky enough to where I would always survive to experience new pain, new setbacks, new disappointments. Quite frankly, our 6-month interlude of happiness--cursed though it was--was all that sustained me throughout my trial and Dahlia's testimony. Were it not for the indestructible bond you formed with me back then, I might well have given up on life right there. Even at the lowest point, you still did me more good than harm. Since then, it's only gotten better. Back then, you sustained me. Now, you restore me.
On the Mend,
FeeniePart VIII: Fortification
It sends me into euphoria that you prize my loyalty and reassurance so highly, but in your own words, "it's only natural." Not only did you pull me out of the mire and lift me to my feet, but you swept me up into your arms, nestled me against your bosom, and have been carrying me ever since. Such undue kindness is extremely deserving of repayment. It's only fair that I should make myself perpetually available.
For reasons much like the ones you cite, I view you in much the same light. It is truly a pleasure to serve you--you give so much and ask for so little. If there is one fact about me that's painfully clear, it's this: I have very little will of my own and even less initiative. I am at my best--and my worst--following the lead of another. A better example and kinder leader I could never find on Earth if I spent the rest of my life looking.
By way of explanation, what I meant by "expertise" was "skill" more than "experience." You're a natural. You've demonstrated the exact touch with Trucy that my father lacked with me. This may sound silly, but I felt an irrational envy toward her, watching you two interact. You were simultaneously gentle enough that there was no misreading your intentions and firm enough that there was no escaping discipline. Many men--including, I suspect, her biological father--would've found it impossible to calmly say "no" to so charming a little girl as her. It is also to your credit that in addition to being able to say "no," you were wise and strong enough to make yourself invulnerable to a charge of hypocrisy. Many fail to recognize the folly in the words, "Do as I say, not as I do." I'll probably still be asking for your input a lot as I learn "the ropes," but if you say I have the talent, then I guess I do. Your character assessments are rarely wrong.
Grossberg hired you? That's great! I'm so proud of you, Feenie! It appears you've found your niche there too. In truth, I'm kind of glad you're advising the defense instead of leading it right now. You've had a particularly rough year and stress is generally bad for one's health. You deserve a rest. Also, this will be a good confidence booster in the event that you decide to go through with getting reinstated. Whether you decide to stay here or pursue your old job, I'm rooting for you either way. I trust your judgment.
As I stated earlier, I have very little will and initiative of my own. Dahlia was always the stronger one. Up until I met you, I was virtually at her beck and call. But as we became close, her power over me grew weak. She knew it too and it annoyed her to no end. Finally there came that cloudy April afternoon when we were cuddling in the park and you fell asleep with your head on my shoulder. To prevent you from falling over, I eased your head onto my legs and watched you sleep with peaceful abandon, as ready to weep as the sky above me. At that moment, you broke her hold on me entirely. There must've been a defiant glint in my eyes when I returned because the next thing I knew, Doug Swallow was dead and you were on trial for his murder. Oh, Dahlia rubbed that in my face too, reveling in my every wince, gasp, and sob. I cried myself hoarse several times that day, but you had fortified my will against her forevermore. You had freed me from the grip of a cruel tyrant. And now, once again thanks to you, I have the will and the drive to approach Sister Bikini and announce my intention to leave Hazakura Temple and start a new life with you. When that time comes, I would like you to accompany me.
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