“Mary”, she said
with no hesitation . . . and no expression.
Now
we´re getting somewhere. Thank you, God!
“Excellent,
Krikitt. And what´s your father´s name?”
“Gus”
“That´s right.
Very good.”
He paused before continuing, “Krikitt, who´s
your husband?”
Krikitt looked
at me again and back at the therapist.
I was sure
everyone could hear my heart thudding
as I waited for my wife´s answer in silence and desperation.
“I´m not married.”
No! God, please!
The therapist
tried again, “No, Krikitt. You´re married. Who´s your husband?”
She wrinkled her
bow. “Todd?” She questioned.
Her old boyfriend from California? Help her remember, God!
“Krikitt, please
think. Who´s your husband?”
“I told you. I´m
not married.”
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