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"That's enough!" The woman's voice held shock and outrage. "Turn over and look at me." |
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D.J. lay still for a moment. Did she need to obey a hallucination? Doubtful. But if there was any chance the delusion would go away by listening to an explanation, then D.J. would listen. She turned onto her back and faced the intruder once more. |
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"You may not believe in God, young woman, but He certainly believes in you. Not everyone gets a guardian. Be thankful I'm here." |
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"Thankful I've lost my mind?" |
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"You have not lost your mind." |
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D.J. sat up. This was getting too weird. Not only did she see a woman in her bedroom who couldn't be there, but she was arguing with the apparition. She could feel the walls start to close in on her. When her time came to live in a padded rooman imminent situation, from the sound of thingsshe'd be in big trouble. D.J. did not like being confined. Perhaps now would be a good time for some fresh air. |
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D.J. got to her feet and headed for the door. |
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"Where are you going? I'm not done explaining things to you yet." |
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"I'm going out for a walk. When I get back you'd better be gone. I don't need another bout with the police psychologist." D.J. shut her apartment door behind her. "He already thinks I'm nuts." |
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Half expecting the delusion to materialize in front of her, D.J. uttered a sigh of relief when she was able to walk down the street unaccosted. |
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Maybe this suspension would be a blessing in disguise. She could use a rest. Too many nights of |
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