"So they put you in the restraint room, Michael," said Dr. Robertson.
"Actually, San Diego Psychiatric Hospital called it the, 'Quiet Room.'" I said.
"You actually have a few loose ends. What happened to you and Monica? Did you give her the rosary bracelet?"
"No, the Navy flew me out to North Island Naval Air Station the next day."
"You mean the day after Commander Chang and Dr. Freedman stationed you at SPAWAR?"
"Exactly," I said.
Dr. Robertson made a few notes on her yellow legal pad. "Then what happened? What happened to the rosary bracelet. Obviously it was important to you."
"I packed it with my things before the Navy sent a taxi to pick me up at my apartment in Alexandria. But when I woke up in the restraint room in San Diego Psych Hospital, I had none of my things with me."
"Then what happened?" asked Dr. Robertson.
"My life changed overnight."
Saturday, January 3, 2009
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