No they didn't find any of my things. I'm sure he just threw them away. He did have Casey's drawings on his fridge though. He must've fished them out of my garbage can.

Thank you.

He wasn't possessing Stephen. Stephen took advantage of my husband's memories. I think that the small part of my husband that was in him was trying to stop him. I think that's why Stephen's eyes wept when he was trying to kill me. I think part of my husband was in his head constantly trying to take over. As I look back on it now, I think I was staring into my husband's eyes while Stephen was dying on the floor. And as weird as it sounds, I think that's why Stephen was crying when he first saw Casey. I think that small piece of my husband got to see his little girl for the first time.

I understand. I wouldn't have shared it if he hadn't.

Thank you.

Casey is doing great in school. Feivel is enjoying his golden years. Thanks for asking and for reading.

Mine is an isolated case. I'm not discouraging the procedure, I'm encouraging other people to watch out for signs that you might be dating a psychopath.

I will do that!

Some transplant recipients experience changes in personality, proclivities, and some even experience dreams and memories of the individuals that they received a transplant from. It's terrifying to think about.

It's a theory to some. Nightmare for others.

He's definitely part lab and part... Weird. An American Tail was one of our favorite movies when we were kids, so yes, that's why we named him that.

Thank you.

I'll agree with that.

I think she does.

I like to think that I witnessed what could happen if someone let's hatefulness completely consume them. The thing tried to take me with them, but I refused. I know Lucy and her mother are at peace. I can't say the same for my family.

I don't think it was Lucy. I think her and her mother are at peace. I've come to think that it was my family's hatefulness that came for them that night. I think the sounds that I hear sometimes are a reminder of what my life could come to if I let hate and bitterness consume me.

I had wonderful grandparents. They never stopped trying with my mother and I recognized it very early. Their kindness had a very big impact on me. I went to live with them after everything.

Well... They were...

You could call it that.

I will. Thanks for your sympathies. I'd hold judgement though until you hear the whole thing...

I spent two days sitting at his desk weighing the decision. It was not one I came to lightly, but ultimately it was mine to make. I was going to be judged one way or another. I stand by it. I may be wrong, I'll concede that, but progress at the expense of humanity are steps in the wrong direction. I don't feel that my father and Selma died in vain. I can only hope the other victim's family's feel the same way. It's possible I made a mistake, but at the end of the day, I, unlike my grandfather, am only human.