We are back at home in M. City; WALLY is sitting in an easy chair, wearing a white shirt; his hair is blonder, but not too well combed; He is reading a newspaper and we are all excited about some news. I talk to WALLY about a tutoring program, reading a novel for one hour a day; he does not seem interested. shift: I see a therapist who looks like the director at the Retreat Center (Patrick), and I start to tell him, what is bothering me; people walk by, but we keep on talking; earlier a friend from Church tried to follow me by strewing bread crumbs on the path; I was walking away on, so she could find where I was going