A therapist isn't going to tell you that you're wrong, or evil, or simply not believe you. He'd given me the opportunity to be his master and tell him not to answer, but I'd blown it. It was an all-or-nothing deal. I did what I said I'd do.
It didn't care what it fed on, but it would, eventually, feed on something. I was numb. I told myself I was being silly, but this would be the first call-out like this one since Nathaniel had the right to make more demands on me. I don't know why, but you don't.
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