Rebel and Val looked at me as if they, or I, had just been splashed with ice water. “A joke, right?” quipped one. “What are you talking about, Elyn?” “Oh, the usual. You know. Heaven and hell. Who’s what, what’s who. Hey!” I said, leaping out of my chair. “Let’s all go out on the roof. It’s OK. It’s safe.” I hurried to the nearest large window, opened it, then climbed through and stepped out onto the roof, a flat surface and not at all scary. A few moments later, Rebel and Val followed me. “Course, the police may see us and bring in a SWAT team,” I said, laughing. “Can’t you just imagine?
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Psychosis
