The Art of Psycho Therapy...

In the Year 2021 you'll need a gun.

"Oh-oh, 95 and 498 are blocked by protesters.
And downtown is on fire again."
Muzzy adjusted his sunglasses as his helicopter powers up.
Audrey Plaza sipped herbal tea, "This is insane."

"Well, Nancy Pelosi is still President and no one knows when
the Supreme Court will come down with a decision."
Muzzy throttled the chopper up sixty feet.
"I meant I never thought I'd be carrying your baby." Audrey slurped.

"Let's hope the hospital isn't on lockdown.
They said the National Guard was defending essential services."
Audrey could see the smoke from the city, "Let's go back."
"Are you sure? If there are complications-" Muzzy could see the hospital burning.

He turned the helicopter around.
"Maybe, the baby will pop out quick?" Audrey smiled.
"I have all the medical items." Muzzy blew a silent kiss.
"I wish my mom was here. She could deliver a baby easy peasy." Audrey smiled.


Reflections~Society is a social contract between peaceful people.


Vertago
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