#baronyofthesilverwolf

Gwen feels a bit woogy. While therapists and pyschologgists are healers, going through the paper work and research can lead to brushes with Banality

Still, research can produce results. She hopes at least she's narrowed it down

Indeed she has!

And she's learned a lot she never knew she would need to know. LCSW - Licensed Clinical Social Worker, the difference between a psychiatrist and a psychologist, and that what it sounds like the Chesterton family will benefit most from is just good old fashioned counseling from a family center.

There's a place over in Watertown, just a short drive, that offers both divorce and family counseling from an accredited team with experience in the area. Better yet, they have a holistic vs. clinical approach - not overlapping onto any particular Doctor's toes, and also not the type to prescribe medicine willy nilly for issues that may just need a good grounding and talking through.

Has she been there yet herself or just found out?

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It came up with good reviews... the laptop that Julius procured for her to use for schoolwork has come in handy for many things. It is out in Watertown. Not far to drive, about 20-25 minutes with traffic, but on foot?

A groan. How to get there, who to ask?

Who has a car? Marigold, of course, and Danica has her patrol car. There are a few cars that she's not sure who might own, or they may be part of the estate - Julius and Bluebell can both drive - presumably Linnea can, but she mostly rides on patrol.

Calanthe's luxury sports car ... not likely!

Chuck has his drivers permit, and even though the oversized truck left with his dad, his mom has a sedan he's been practicing in.

She has to find a way to get there... and then, how to encourage Mrs. Chesterton to go there?

A flashing ad on one of the pages she left open catches her attention. Eat at this Watertown Sushi Joint! 'The Green Knight' opening this week in Watertown.

Chuck had mentioned wanting to see that movie. With her. In the dark, together. Maybe even... holding hands? Distraction threatens...

Eyes light up... in the dark she can hold hands with Chuck, maybe even lean against him, the movie light gentle enough that it makes it.. you know, okay and less embarrassing. IS there some way she can use a date at Watertown as a way to drop them off at the therapist or check out the therapist? During the trailers she can check out the...

am I planning to do SPY work during a date's trailers then come back for snuggling? A roll of her eyes. To heck with this. She can't go to the Thanes. They'e bound to Calanthe.

They can get popcorn, and share a bucket... maybe their fingers will brush...

A happy sigh. Maybe there will be scary parts and she can shiver and clutch him to protect her. Oh the wickedness of such games.

She Shakes herh ead "Argh" And seeks out Bluebell

Bluebell is in the kitchen, quietly arguing with Marigold.

The boggan has her hands on her hips, and looks mildly exasperated. "I'm not sure if you're just taking the blame for the lil' ones, but either way, it just doesn't make sense. There's always snacks and plenty out - do you think they're worried of going without? Did those terrible hunters starve the poor dears? You'd tell me, wouldn't you, Bluebell?"

Upset one minute, and now concerned the next.

Bluebell looks baffled, or is doing a good impression of it, and shakes her head, then nods expressively.

A brow then "Everything okay?"

Marigold peeks around Bluebell and her face lights into a smile to see Gwen. "Oh, all is well enough, I suppose. Except that I don't think we'll have bread with dinner tonight. Even if I whip up another batch of rolls, I can't speed them in the rise, and proper yeasted rolls take time. Briar's off at the farm today, or I'd have my eye on her."

Bluebell peeks at Gwen and solemnly adds, "A thief, a horrible, terrible, murderous cad, has absconded with the very heart of the freehold."

Marigold sighs, "Well, bread is the staff of life, but not quite. An entire batch of rolls, fresh from the oven, all vanished before they can so much as cool."

"It's not Ivan" She says with certainty. Her dog is too well trained for that, "or any of the dogs I would think." She ponders "Blossom is usually the sort to pout for what she wants. Rocholor is... well, he's a hard one to guess."

"Ivan IS better trained than that." Marigold echoes her thoughts. "And your sweet boy prefers biscuits. Oh! BISCUITS!" She snaps her fingers. "That'll do us just fine. I can whip up a batch of buttermilk biscuits, and they don't need to rise... and THIS time, I'll keep an eye on them."

One side glance back to Bluebell. "And you're certain you're not tucking away extra carbs, eating for two?"

Bluebell turns scarlet and shakes her head. "On my honor as a knight, egads, no. Might as soon as Willie as me! Were I a tree? I have promised myself Autumn, it is not yet time to bloom and fruit." A touch wistful perhaps, the negation is clear.

"Biscuits it is then." Marigold looks back to Gwen, chuckling. "Can I help you, dear? Looking for a snack?"

"Wanted to talk to Bluebell if she had a moment"

Bluebell giggles, and whispers to Gwen, "Julius calls me a snacc."

A light blush "A lepus lunchable?"

She laughs brightly. "A bunny bento."

"Anyway, I was uhm wondering if I could get a ride somewhere, Bluebell"

"Can you? Shall I find a godmother to whisk her wand and turn me into a horse to pull thy carriage? But we haven't a dog for the coachman." She nods.

"Oh" A frown "no car?"

Bluebell grins impishly and takes Gwen's hand, pulling her lightly out the door, and then to the garage. Paused outside the doorway, she brandishes a set of keys - several vehicle keys, in fact - with a flourish.

"Thou must choose, eeny, meeny, or moe!"

"Moe?" She points to the third set having NO idea

"Oh, she choose MOE!" Bluebell GRINS and leads her past Marigold's little coupe..."Eeny..." Past Calanthe's ride, covered in a protective sheet... "MEANY...." ...and to a like new sedan. Pitch black and with silver accents, with a chrome "L" for Lexus on the hood. It has a bit of dust on the fenders, Bluebell wipes at it with a finger and goes "Tsk."

"In we go, it needs to blow off the dust! Oh, where are we going?"

"Ah.. are we stealinng a car?" A gulp "Watertown"

"Don't be silly-nilly. I have the keys. You cannot steal if you have the KEYS. And look, tsk, she is lonesome for a ride."

A groan, "Let's go before I wise up"

Bluebell curtseys and prances around to open the door for Gwen. "M'Lady."

And she slides in , chanting "As a fledge I'm allowed to get into trouble. As a fledge I'm allowed to get in trouble"

As they pull out, they pass another car that catches Gwen's eye - hey! Isn't THAT the car that Bluebell normally drives, and used to take her to yoga that time? With the "COEXIST" bumper sticker?

Bluebell sees her glance, and with a click, locks the doors automatically...

"I am SO grounded if we get caught"

"I'm checking out a therapy center for the Chestertons"