Even a sleepy Norman Rockwell setting allows for angst. Name-calling wasn't acknowledged as bullying during the 1970's, and Alzheimer's was an uncommon diagnosis. Living amongst the two, as well as other anomalies, thwarted her spirit in a manner detectable by none. While in my teen voice, presently known as Keri, this account is not written for the young hopeful. Rather it is for: the parent, teacher, psychologist or anyone who counsels or cares for an adolescent. This story soberly authenticates the outcome when encompassed aches remain unnoticed. "I Love You," Three Little Words That Can...