“Because you loved him,”
Dr. Wilkes shot through my private narrative, and I realized what I was saying and where I was.
“The betrayal of Lieutenant Mathis,” she continued, “gave you pause and made your inner conscience begin to suspect him as the killer himself–is that where your distrust of Daniel began? …”
I never even heard her wake me up or how I woke up, but I was now sitting up on the couch where I lay hypnotized earlier.
“Taos: a novel”
© by Lydia Nolan
September 9, 2012