Chapter 3:
Something's Not Right
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I turn to the woman
who brought me here
to give her
a piece of my mind
but she's not there
anymore.
The pretty nurse with long hair
leans close to me.
I can smell her perfume.
I raise one hand.
She catches it.
Her grip is cold.
I gather spit in my mouth
to spit at her
but she turns my hand over
and says,
'You haven't eaten, have you?'
Then she lets me go.
She doesn't grab me
or yell or lock me up
in a room the size of a coffin.
We just
stare blankly
at each other.
'Fiona,'
says the plain nurse,
after a few moments
of awkward silence.
'Come, we'll show you where's the kitchen.'
She doesn't grab me
or yell or lock me up
in a room the size of a coffin.
A kitchen?
What asylum
lets patients into a kitchen?
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