Teaser Tuesday, two weeks in a row :) Last week was a flashback but not this week. Lillian is in the hospital.
I stare at the ceiling thinking of Elijah and wonder what he’s telling Detective Sanchez. I haven’t spoken to him since yesterday, when it happened. I remember him finding me and telling me it would be okay, but didn’t realize he called for help.
“Knock knock,” says a female voice, “May I come in?” A beautiful woman with cinnamon colored hair comes in my room.
“I’m Dr. Carmichael. Do you feel like talking, Lillian?” she asks in a husky voice.
“No,” I say. “I don’t mind talking.”
She laughs. It’s a tinkling sound reminding me of a child, such a contrast from the voice. “I’m a psychologist. Your mother wanted me to stop by. Normally in this situation I’d be in anyway but she seems to think you really need to talk to me so I cleared some time.”
I like Dr Carmichael but I don’t really want to talk to her. What is there to say? I’m a horrible person. I killed my baby. I’m guilty. I fucked up. All of these things are true and nothing she can say will change that. I stay silent as she takes a seat and drift off again.