Date: Mid October
I'm still hiding out underground, and still trying to process what exactly happened a while back. Something as vicious as that, just doesn't seem real sometimes, you know?
I keep trying to convince Keane to try and get us a secure phone line so I can reach home, but he keeps saying that it's still not safe. I'm almost tempted to defy his logic and set a line up myself, except I don't have the materials at this time, bummer.
Still no closer to finding out who sold me out to those thugs.
Thinking of home is pretty much all I do now. Keane seems to enjoy my stories, though sometimes, I wonder if he just says he likes them so he doesn't hurt my feelings. (yeah, I've gotten to be THAT paranoid.).
Well, guess I'll go put dinner on now. Toodles.
End recording 2.
Endnotes: There was a lot of Hetty appreciation last week. :) From Variety posting 1 piece, to other sites like Entertainment Tonight getting involved, it was a great week! Gives me plenty of hope.
