Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 981.

The Daily Dormouse.
(aka Bike)
Part 981
by Angharad

Copyright © 2010 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.
  
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I entered the consulting room not sure what I would see. I was astonished to see Julie kneeling on the floor playing with some dolls. “Look, Mummy, I can change their clothes–aren’t I a clever girl?”

My eyes must have widened because Stephanie said, “I did some regression with her, she was telling me how her mother used to beat her when she wanted to play with dolls and be girlish; I presume trying to make her into a boy. Then she just sort of flipped and stayed there.”

“You’re supposed to make her better not worse,” I groaned wondering what the hell I could do.

“She seems fixated on you as her mother.”

“How do you know?”

“I asked her what her mother’s name was, and she named you, she said her name was Julie Cameron, and her daddy’s name was Simon.”

“How long before your next patient?”

“It’s my lunch time, so that’s not an issue.”

“What have you tried?”

“I didn’t want to upset her, so really all I’ve done is to try to coax her back to reality. It hasn’t worked.”

“So I see. It’s Livvie’s birthday today, I wonder how if that’s a factor?”

“Could be, a sort of jealousy of a natural girlhood–an interesting idea.”

“How old are you, Julie?” I asked her.

“Silly Mummy not knowing how old her Julie is.”

“Yes I am silly, so you’ll have to help me won’t you?”

“I might, Mummy.”

“Oh I know, you can’t remember how old you are, can you?”

“Yes, I can–I’m six, so there,” she poked her tongue out to make her point.

“So you are,” I responded; “What would you like to be when you grow up?”

“A lady like my mummy and have lots of babies like she does. My mummy likes babies. These are my babies, Mummy.”

“These are your babies are they, Julie?” I pointed at the dolls.

“Yes they are, I need to take them home to give them lunch.”

“I thought they were Stephanie’s babies, yours are at home waiting for you to come and feed them.”

“No, these are mine.”

“They’re not, Julie, I’m your mummy, and I know whose babies are whose.”

“But I wanna keep ‘em,” she began to bawl–loudly.

“Come and sit with me, a moment,” I sat and patted my lap.

“No, you jus’ wanna take my babies from me.”

“I promise I won’t.”

“You’re like my other mummy, she used to beat me and take my dollies from me.”

“Come and sit with me and bring your favourite dolly with you, I promise I won’t try and take it.”

“Promise?”

“I promise, scouts honour.”

“Silly Mummy, was never a scout.”

“You’re too clever for me, come and sit on my lap and tell me about your dolly.”

“You promise you won’t try and take her?”

“I’m your mummy, aren’t I? I won’t do anything to hurt you.”

She thought for a moment and then acting like a bashful six year old she came and sat on my lap.

“Give me a nice cuddle, I haven’t had a nice cuddle since Daddy went back to work.”

She put her arm around me and rested her head on my shoulder, I began to stroke her hair and talk quietly to her. She slowly relaxed and I told her to go to sleep, into a deep, deep sleep.

“That’s right, you sleep deeply taking away all nasty things which worry you. I’m here so you’re perfectly safe and secure–nothing can or will hurt you. I’m here to protect you–so just sleep.

“I want to talk to Julie aged sixteen, is she there?”

“She might be,” teased the little girl.

“Tell her, her mummy needs to talk to her, it’s very important.”

I glanced up at Stephanie who was nodding and encouraging me to go on.

“Hello, Mummy, it’s Julie–what’s so important?”

“Hello, darling–I need you to look after six year old Julie.”

“I’m busy, Mummy, isn’t that your job?” Spoken like a true adolescent.

“It is, but you promised to help me, remember? Daddy is also paying you to do it.”

“Oh, I suppose so,” she sighed.

“Will you promise me that you’ll protect her and look after her.”

“If I must,” she sighed.

“Yes you must and I want you to nurture her.”

“Why?” she whinged.

“Because it’s important, and because you love her, don’t you?”

“I suppose so,” another deep sigh.

“I’ll make a deal with you,” I said quietly.

“Yeah, like what?”

“If you look after young Julie, I’ll look after you.”

“Aren’t you like, supposed to anyway?”

“No more than you are to care for young Julie.”

“That’s not fair.”

“Life isn’t fair, but it’s the best I’m going to offer.”

She sat still but huffed. “What if I say no?”

“Then I’m under no obligation to look after you any more.”

“You would, like, throw me out?”

“I don’t know about that, but I’d stop helping you and feeding you–so you’d have to get a job and buy all your own clothes and food. I’d also have to stop being your mummy.”

“But that’s not fair,” she said loudly and began crying.

“Life isn’t always fair, sweetheart.”

“You’re a rotten mummy.”

“I probably am–so do we have a deal?”

“I don’t know.”

“Talk to young Julie and see what she thinks, then come back and tell me.”

“Alright–you’ll wait won’t you?”

“Yes, oh and tell her she can keep the doll she’s holding if you agree, if not she has to give it back to Stephanie.”

“Huh!”

I looked at Stephanie who was still encouraging me.

“I’m back.”

“Which one is that?” I asked to clarify to which of Julie’s personae I was talking.

“Like duh, it’s me, Julie, you like, forgotten me already?”

“That could only be my daughter, sweet sixteen, Julie.”

“Like any quicker, Mummy, and you might be able to catch a slug.”

“If I did, I might be tempted to give it to you in a sandwich.”

“Like gross, Mummy, yuck and double yuck.”

“Do we have a deal?”

“Only if she can keep the doll.”

“She can, and Stephanie is nodding too.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Julie, I want you to go back into your deep sleep, is that okay?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Right as I count to three, you’ll become sleepier and sleepier but still able to hear me. One, two, three.” I felt her slump in my arms. “You can still hear me. I want you to take young Julie into your arms and hold onto her tightly. Now you can see the blue light coming from you and wrapping her to your body. The blue light is swishing round you faster and faster and as it does, her body is merging with yours, which means you will always protect her. You will always know she is inside you, and you will nurture her so she can reach the same age as you. As you look at yourself, you can see the blue light is still there, then suddenly it seems to enter your body and goes into your heart.

“I want you to come back to real time and now to this day. I’m going to count to three and when I get to three, you’ll open your eyes and feel good about everything, yet you’ll also remember young Julie inside you and how you’re going to care for her.

“One, two, three open your eyes and back to normal and to real time.”

“Oh, hi, Dr Cauldwell, what are you doing here?”

“Just watching an expert at work,” Stephanie replied making me blush.

“Hi, Mummy, why am I sitting on your lap?”

“I was teaching you how to use the blue energy–don’t you remember?”

“Oh it’s Julie’s doll,” she said,” why have I got it?”

“You were practising on it.”

“Oh yeah, hey that’s like kewl, I can do the healing, can’t I?”

“As long as you keep it small until it’s ready.”

“How will I know it’s ready?”

“It will make itself known.”

“Hey that’s really kewl, waddya think Dr Stephanie?”

“I think it’s really kewl, too. Julie can I just have a word with Cathy for a moment?”

“Yeah, sure–I’ll wait outside.” She went out the door and closed it behind her.

“That was absolutely brilliant–where did you learn to do that?”

“Learn? I made that up as I went along.”

“That was classic psychotherapy–you are wasted on dormice, you should be a therapist.”

“What, do that every day? You have to be joking. Nah, I’ll stick to dormice–they don’t have hang-ups, well except with their tails on trees.”

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