It took my mother a long time to unweave the relationship she'd shared with my DD. He really didn't want to cut her loose. It took him some time to realize he had no choice but.

My mother wondered if she played some part in that. It wasn't easy to leave. There was a certain amount of deconstruction which needed to take place. An unweaving of some of the fabric.

She came to realize a major component of the relationship was held in her ability to fantasize. She also knew when she pulled her threads, the truth that had been there all along would never again be denied.

Zeus was not happy.