Installment 7 – The Reader

Posted: March 19, 2012 in Uncategorized
This is the seventh installment of a story that will unravel slowly, week by week. Check back to find out what happens as the tale unfolds. Updates will be posted on Twitter and Facebook.

“Please stop calling,” Emma whispered to the caller over and over again


When Ethan had suddenly past away he took Emma’s world with him; for he was her world. She had opened her heart and soul to him and as sure as there were death and taxes, Emma knew Ethan had felt the same way about her. And yet, he died and she lived–this basic equation was not within Emma’s means to grasp.

A few weeks after the accident, an acquaintance of Emma’s, Anne Dellik, gently suggested the name of a good psychiatrist. The doctor would help her to come to terms with her inner feelings, she had said. He would help her to grieve and then move on, she had said. Emma knew this to be a bald-face lie.  I don’t need help to grieve, Emma had thought, I do that just fine on my own, thank you very much, and there certainly would be no moving on. The needle had been lifted; the music stopped.

Emma decided to play her friend’s game and took the psychiatrist business card from Anne’s outstretched hand. Although she had no mind to ever reach out to Anne again, Emma did call Doctor Donald Goldstein that very same day.


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