Chapter Seventeen

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Grace The next couple of weeks are spent nursing Elizabeth back to health. Not so much me doing the nursing so much as everyone else. Elizabeth refuses most of my offers, although that doesn’t stop me from trying. It seems I’ve burned a bridge, and though an invisible one, it’s a bridge nonetheless. The strange thing is, I don’t even know what happened. What led to this? When I ask Dr. Branson, he tells me not to take it personally. It’s a part of her illness. I don’t ask him to explain further because I can tell by the set of his shoulders he isn’t going to. He wants to talk about what happened the night that Charles disappeared. I tell him that’s the thing, I can’t be sure that it was actually night. Just that it was sometime between nine p.m. and ten a.m. It’s the same thing I told t

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