Susan nodded in relief. "All right then. That I *can* help with. Just remember, the offer to re-locate is open, should you feel you are in danger, or are just uncomfortable. All right?"

She took down a copy of the same book she'd given to Pip the day before. "Beginning Meditation. I don't know a great deal about telepaths, but I would assume that centering and grounding, discerning where you are, and where other people begin, would be a starting point. If you could keep a dream journal as well, we might be able to tell what your subconscious is doing. Do you think you could commit to at least four weeks of therapy? I don't think this will go away sooner, but we won't know if it's working until we've had some time."

"That's what I'm here for, Susan." Susan smiled. "I couldn't do anything less. We'll talk about the time displacement, and your family, and your de-aging, next week. I want to make sure there aren't other ways for you to cope. But until then, why don't we say four o'clock, on Thursday? You can call if you need to re-schedule."

"Certainly. How about twelve o'clock? Will that be all right?" Susan got up, and opened the door. "Do you have any other questions? Anything else you want to ask me?"

"You're very welcome, Susan. Have a good week. Call if you need anything immediate."

Susan laughed. "Considering its my name as well? Certainly. Ivanova. I'll see you on Wednesday."