Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.
Prompt word:
PUZZLE
“You know I’m your friend, don’t you Kayla? Really when you think about it, we share a special bond that most adults don’t understand, not like us.”
Kayla Shepherd felt a flush of pride that Mr. Mortelle, (“Steve, it’s Steve when we’re out on an adventure just the two of us, otherwise I’m your old neighbor Mister M”), thought of her as a grown-up; “Now clean yourself up, get in the car and I’ll take you home.”
Sister Aclima, walking along a Hell’s Kitchen sidewalk momentarily devoid of pedestrians stumbled, but caught herself with practiced skill, avoiding a nasty (and public) fall.
“At least you’ve always had impressive survival skills,” the other half of the internal dialogue that played in the mind of the former Kayla Shepherd since childhood was always quick to remind her(self) that attitude was everything, this sudden, full-sensory flashback to the days leading up to her seventh birthday, however was impossible to ignore; it was far more a reliving than a remembering.
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One Hundred and Forty-one years prior to our Sister Aclima stumbling on a New York City sidewalk, the once-esteemed Dr. Egmont, ever the dedicated academician, noted in his journal following his second remote-temporal manipulation, “I must be mindful of my subject’s well-being, they are of no use to my studies if they are emotionally incapacitated by psychic trauma, that said, all advancement in the sciences does requires sacrifice.



One has to make sure the subjects aren’t “emotionally incapacitated by psychic trauma”. I wonder if Mr. Mortelle and Dr. Egmont are one and the same. I also wonder what Sister Aclima is really up to. Nice suggestion of mystery through the series.
I’m less and less certain that Sr Aclima is being consciously nefarious as much as being propelled by trauma and the resultant twists to her psyche
Gee. How considerate of Dr. Egmont. WTH.
This scene gives us a clue into Sister Aclima’s past, early childhood. Is it any wonder she became a nun.
really knock (some) Readers over with a feather on that one
There are some people it is nearly impossible to imagine as a child- Sister Aclima is one of them… Why do I sense something sinister in her childhood recollection…..
At first I didn’t agree but then I thought, ‘yeah, Sister Aclima is all nails and insecurity, but Kayla Sheperd (the girl who grew up to be a nun) is another matter …imo
Let’s hope no one will fall behind with Dr Egmont.
yeah, but he’s starting to get on my nerves, ya know?
oh my, there is so much more to the observations of the power of the manipulator…
thank you!
Very considerate of the doc. Indeed…
Oh this feels like a thousand ways to be wrong.
I’ve read this one twice. It is a perfect cliffhanger, Clark.
ty, M
Hurting people hurt people. I wonder what Dr. E’s trauma was. Not that it excuses him.
no, it does not
But since you’ve brought the Doctrine into the conversation (lol). And, not that you’re suggesting it (but the set up is iressitable) when it comes to the use of the Doctrine vis a vis others being adversarial, we are wise to keep in mind that ‘the Wakefield Doctrine is for you, not them’
which, of course, is to say the only benefits inherent in our little personality theory is when we use it to self-improve ourselfs and otherwise increase our capacity to see the world as the other person is experiencing it. which besides the kumbiya aspect means they (the other not nice person) is less able to disrupt our own inner consistency, ya know?
I wonder if they are aware of what goes on in Dr. Egmont’s mind. Useful one day, but possibly not the next.
go thought I suspect our Miz Anya Clarieaux will have an opinion on the matter)
Time travel, when not handled with care, can make ya crazy at the same time it takes you to uninteresting places, eh?
lol
uninteresting: the original eye of the beholder