I couldn’t quite figure out if Bryant was despicable or just pitiful. “So, you’re

worried that the truth about his mother’s death might set him off again?”

“Yeah.” Gary nodded, “The psychiatrist suggested we take it slow and wait

until Mr. Bryant’s feeling a bit better.”

“Okay.” My response was flat, devoid of any emotion.

I’d rather not deal with the Ferguson family’s drama anymore if it weren’t for

Timothy’s dying wish. But then, getting home and thinking about Bryant’s

plight stirred a faint sense of pity in me. That quickly evaporated, however, the

moment I remembered how he yelled at me in the hospital room. That scant

pity vanished without a trace.

I suddenly found myself loathing my inability to be more decisive, hating that I

couldn’t plan things better.

While I was lying on the couch, zoning out in sheer boredom, Christine

suddenly popped by.

didn’t you

something I shouldn’t see.”

swaying, kicked off her heels, and

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at me. “Why

I was striking the snake at its head today.” I tossed her a

the couch, laughing at myself. “It turned out that

startled the snake instead.”

poet today.” Christine unscrewed

smirk, “Too bad I’m lost. Can you spell

woke up today.” I

mother’s death and

shipped off.”

dice.” I shared the whole

and now,

juice. “But Bryant not trusting

was curious. “Why

he ever

rant about Margaret’s family tree by

she was

saw her

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