Phantom Limb

by Lucinda Berry

I glanced at the windows lining the wall on the other side of the room and considered jumping, but I was sure they were locked since we were on the fifth floor and every crazy person here would jump out the window if given a chance.

“I kill me mudder,” she mumbled under her breath. I couldn’t make out her words, but it sounded like she said she killed her mother. I didn’t think it was what Mark had in mind when he said we were supposed to talk about our treatment goals.

No matter how much I loved her, she still hated herself.