Book3:WereMyDreamIs

worryaboutAmalia’sdition.Iamabletodealwithit”saidDornafullofself-fidence.“Leaveittome.Ifyoudon’tbelieveme,justwaitandsee…”

    “Alzheimer’sdiseaseisnojokingmatter”saidNatalie,givingDornaawhiteeye.“Evedoctorsamodernsdteologyhavebeenstumpedandfindnocure.Whatyoudo?Onlyprofessionaldoctorsandpharmaciststhinkofwaystoslowtheprogressofthisdiseasethatuptonowhasnocure.Amalia’sditionisaveryimportantissuetousandisowetreatseriouslyandwithgreatcaution.Sodon’tyougoandtryyourhalf-bakedideasoheynotonlywon’tcureher,theymayevencausegreatdamage…Thenwhat?”JustthentheysawAngelidLotuswalkingtowardsthemfromtheotherendofthemansion.LotuswavedtothemandpoiowardsDorna’sbaotknowingwhatLotusmeant,Dornalookedtoseewhatwasg