<div class="floatleft">(http://www.youknowyoulovefashion.com/storage/gossipgirl/season4/0404/0404blair2.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Alice Beaumont<br/><strong>Age:</strong>35<br/><strong>Crime:</strong>Stabbing her husband 47 times<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In therapy, trying hard not to be noticed<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>No one<br/><hr/><br/>The clear, professional voice of Doctor you can call me Jenny Hudgeworth cut through the pleasant fog that Alice had been enjoying.  To her credit, she did try hard to focus on what the woman was saying, but it was hard to stay in the here and now.  Oblivion was more attractive than therapy, and much easier to attain.  However, the authorities had made it perfectly clear that unless Alice participated fully in these therapy sessions, her son would stay right where he was. In foster care. That thought alone was enough to dissipate the haze that had settled over Alice's brain.<br/><br/>Having sat through the introductions of one Sarah Black, artist; one Detrius Harper, budding historian; and endured the sudden arrival of a girl who's colouring was reminiscent of a winters day, and who nonchalantly dropped her wrapper on the floor (it took all of Alice's self control not to rush over, pick up the piece of cellophane and throw it in the nearest trash can), she decided that now was as good a time as any to get her part in the introduction nightmare over and done with.<br/><br/>She sat a little straighter in her chair and cleared her throat lightly.<br/><br/>"My name is Alice Beaumont."  Her voice had a dreamlike quality, soft and ethereal.  "I'm here because my husband didn't like the way I kept the house.  Or myself."<br/><br/>Losing her train of thought, the thin woman slumped back into her chair.  It was a fair guess that Doctor Jenny would know the details of why she was here, and quite frankly Alice didn't think it was anyone else's business.  It wasn't like any of them would give two hoots anyway.<br/><br/>Resisting the urge to have another piece of candy, Alice clutched her handbag tighter and waited for the interrogation to begin.