Oh, it was the same magic used by Mum's family, which made me use a little sorcery of my own: new locks and restraining orders. My Aunt called me the other night and said, "We only love you, honey. Why don't you do away with those restraining orders?" I told her I loved her, but calling me was in violation of the restraining order. Do you guys hear that? Besides one of the Manchurian Candidates fumbling around in the kitchen, it is peace and quiet. 'I never called you an abomination. Honey, I get mad and scream at you because it is for your benefit.' I didn't sign up for that particular benefits package. Yes, I know that game, but I am not playing.