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.

door. “Why didn’t you just use

to walk in on something I

her heels, and slipped into

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at me. “Why

snake at its

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

startled the snake instead.”

quite the poet today.” Christine unscrewed the

bad I’m lost.

I sighed, “I had the evidence

mother’s death and was

shipped off.”

dice.” I shared the whole story with Christine in

the little bitch stays, and now, we’ve got an old

juice. “But Bryant not

curious.

has he

have gone on a rant about Margaret’s

was oddly

saw her eyes were all red.

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