god , how she wished that she could just go crazy like her grandmother to get away from it all . how is it living in a farm ? all the while , i am struggling to make my body listen ; to wake up . i dialed 911 and then yanked my t-shirt out of my jeans and slid the phone in , display down , between my belly and my belt . we seem to have attracted the wrong sort of attention . and lose her house to the bank ? 