Chapter 6Brian watched the young doctor approach with trepidation.
He had a thick file folder with him and looked serious. Brian felt a bit fuzzy around the edges, but thought he was doing much better than he was when he first arrived. “Hi, doctor,” he said.
“Before you ask me, it is Friday, August 21, 2010. My name is Brian Murphy and right now, I don’t know where I live because my landlady’s goons just beat the s**t out of me.”
Harris laughed. “Well, Brian, my name is Greg Harris. I am a doctor and I am here because of your medical records. I need to ask you some questions. It’s okay if you can’t remember, and there is no danger of you being kept here because of the answers, although I already know that I will recommend you see a counselor after you are discharged.”
“I don’t know if
