Ted finished reading Pattys’ dairy. If anybody heard him screaming in the middle of the night, they never said a word.
After a seemingly endless night, he decided to once again, seek help from Sister Mary. When he met with her, the first thing he said was “Sister Mary…I did a horrible….I did a horrible thing.” Sister Mary took Teds’ hand and asked him if he wanted to tell her. He said “no but I need to ask for Pattys’ forgiveness.”
Sister Mary said “you must ask for Gods’ forgiveness.” Ted said “I need to talk to her. I need to tell her how sorry I am.” Sister Mary told Ted that would be impossible. “It’s too late, Teddy.”
He said “if there’s even a thimbleful of hope, I can’t give up. Please, Sister Mary. Tell me there’s still hope.” Sister Mary said “there is no hope, Teddy. You need to go now.”
As Ted sat with his head in his hands. Sister Mary said “I don’t know what horrible thing you did but we all have our crosses to bear. Sometimes, our crosses make us stronger but sometimes, they are too heavy. Ask God to help you carry yours. ” She handed Ted an envelope and said “this is for you. Go now.”
Ted walked slowly toward his car, clutching the envelope to his chest. When he got in, he took out his phone and pulled up his contact list. There she was. As his finger hovered over her name, a tear fell and landed on the face of his phone.
He looked at the envelope Sister Mary had given him. He knew what was in it but he didn’t want to see it. As he read the contents, the screams from the night before were silent but once again, fighting to get out. Her whole life had been reduced to but two lines.
Diagnosis: Complete Psychotic Break
Prognosis for recovery: None
His finger hovered over her name. With one swipe, she would be gone forever. As he looked at it, he knew that there was only one thing to do.
c/o Broken Wing Asylum