Fen Sarafian:
Jane’s lucky to have you
Jasmine Sarafian:
Miss Jane? This is Fen’s mother
Saw that you had that bad wildfire down there
Wanted to make sure you were okay
Jane Marlow:
Hello! So nice to hear from you
All good here. No evacuations where I am
Mad Dog is safe in Bel Air, too
Jasmine Sarafian:
Thank the saints
Jane Marlow:
Is everyone okay up there?
Jasmine Sarafian:
Yes. Everyone is fine
You are missed
Jane Marlow:
I miss everyone too
Jasmine Sarafian:
BTW I’m proud of you for going to school
Norma told me when I called Mad Dog’s
Jane Marlow:
Thank you. That means a lot
Track [30] “Into My Arms”/Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Fen
October
The last place I wantedto spend my Saturday morning was Condor Wings Clinic. The last person I wanted to spend it with was my father. Only comfort I clung to was that he clearly felt the same way.
Miserable assholes, both of us.
Might as well have stuck us in tuxedoes and asked us to perform a tap dance in front of thousands. That would have been less stressful than weekly family therapy with Eddie the Rehab Patient.
