The psychiatric hospital was on the outskirts of the city, behind tall iron gates that cut its world off from the one outside.I drove past sometimes. From behind one-way glass, I'd watch her new life.She wore washed-out hospital gowns. She curled up in the corner of the day room, her hair dry as straw, her eyes alternating between empty and full of insane hatred.She muttered constantly."Dad... cold... Dad, I'm cold...""Jason! I'll kill you! Kill you!""Ethan! Ethan, you monster! You'll burn in hell!"The treatment in there wasn't kind.When the hallucinations got bad and she'd scream or lunge at the orderlies, the response was restraints, electroshock, and fists and boots.Nobody felt sorry for an infamous lunatic who'd murdered her own father.The beauty and the money and the status she'd once been so proud of—none of it meant anything in there.I watched her, feeling neither vindication nor pity.The father who'd loved her most was buried. The flatterers and hangers-on who'd sur
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