ANGER, ANGER, ANGER---

 Fiorella's son rented a companion for her about two months ago and and Fio sent the young woman out the door this afternoon. The girl had a nice smile and was supposedly well rained, but her main quality seemed to be that she could make Fio cry and cry and cry..... 

First there was a review of the Uvalde tragedy, then a reprise of the UT Tower murder of Fio's nephew, which had destroyed the family.  Later came a request from her companion to tell her about the worst situation she'd ever been in, which was when someone whom she had thought was a good friend ran her out of town by methods your girl could never even imagine using. 

Then there was Fio's re-introduction to Austin's art scene--her companion had assured her there was one, but your girl soon learned that was only if you were still driving. Daughter was kind enough to drive her over to the  scene twice, but no other artists showed up. 

When questioned, Companion said it was because the city didn't give enough money to take care of the elderly. Fio cried for days. Why had her companion guided her to a place that didn't exist?

 Fiorella's rented companion made Fio lift an eyebrow when she said that your girl could get acquainted with residents her age if she went outside in the evening when they walked their dogs, but when Fio gave it a whirl because she likes dogs, she found she was still walking alone. 

SORRY--THIS BLOG WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED YESTERDAY--now you know for sure that Fio is written by a real, live, mistake-making human being!