He stares right back at him and then glances over the water. "The wife of one of my patients," he says. "Her name was Dolores. He killed her. It just - it was a strange coincidence, that's all."
I murdered my wife, Dolores, in the spring of 'fifty-two... Sheehan hears in his head, clear as a goddamn bell. Like Andrew was speaking right into his ear.
He gives Hanna a soft smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your story."
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Date: 2024-11-20 01:58 am (UTC)I murdered my wife, Dolores, in the spring of 'fifty-two... Sheehan hears in his head, clear as a goddamn bell. Like Andrew was speaking right into his ear.
He gives Hanna a soft smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your story."