wants for herself. I’m sorry that we wasted our time here. Cyra.” She held out her gloved hand, and wincing, I took it. I wasn’t used to seeing her so agitated. It made all the shadows under my skin move faster. “As you can see,” Dr. Fadlan said, “it gets worse when she’s emotional.” “Quiet,” my mother snapped. “I won’t have you poisoning her mind any more than you already have.” “With a family like yours, my fear is that she has already seen too much for her mind to be saved,” he retorted as we left the room.
