The woman stared studying the curious expression on the patient's face.
"I was saved, fixed, given a place to stay. The man who saved me... he gave me a job... he was kind to me and I owed him. For the longest time... all I had gone through was gone. I couldn't have recalled it if you asked me to. Until I heard it ... the singer was practicing and she sang the song as she was warming up. The song he had always played for me when we were bonding. I remembered all at once, it was so overwhelming. I couldn't breathe.
But when I was better... I knew everything... what he had done, what I had done. And... if I may tell you a philosophy of his, kitten... he felt like everything was a joke... the world... the people... everything had a funny side. And I can't deny that."
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It was a night like any other
De TodoA quiet psychiatrist listens to how her patient got to where they are today. if you have yet to read the stand I suggest finishing it before reading this. the origin of a character of mine. my white Rabbit. here's hoping it isn't too clichéd... Als...
