or, amina (almost "anima"!)
i was with some iccers and in the attic we found amina m from holton - it was the first time we heard something up there. she was naked and dirty and i realized we hadn't seen her in three years - since a certain event (forgot what - but 3 yrs was how long i say i've been with j).
i was very concerned for her and talked with her to find out what had happened. she didn't remember but thought she had survived on eating the roof. i put her into bed, under clean sheets, as i tried to figure out what to do for her. she was much taller than i remembered.
i looked at anna leatherwood and some others and said we really needed to find a doctor. no one did anything but just looked at each other, having no idea what to do. i saw that i needed to take the lead. meanwhile amina was moaning and with just a traumatized and pained expression on her face. i felt a lot of compassion for her.
the real amina m at holton - what a story...
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