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“The cause of death was pretty clear, so it’s doubtful anyone
will do an autopsy,” Josie answered. “Do you have any idea
what that stuff is?”
“No.” Amelia shook her head. “I asked Mr. Reynolds. I told
him I wanted to know what my dad was taking. He just said it
was special to each resident and had to be compounded. I
never got a straight answer. If the residents don’t get it, some
of them get really agitated. Emily hears voices and see things.”
Josie leaned forward. This table was their campfire and
Amelia Francis was spinning scary tales in the dark.
“Your dad drew a picture of a woman bound to a chair. Did
you ever see Emily tied down?”
“No, but it doesn’t mean it never happened.”
“Sounds like general psychosis.” Stephen made his
pronouncement with such authority the two women stopped
talking. They waited for him to go on, but his eyes widened
and he raised his palms. “It was only a comment. Isn’t that
what everyone says? Oh, she’s off her meds. She’s psychotic.
You know.”
Josie rolled her eyes, but Amelia was energized.
“Exactly. He stopped taking his medication and then he
tried to take Emily’s away. But Emily started having
nightmares without it and the night girl went to Mr. Reynolds
and complained because she was making more work. I don’t
think he ever figured out that my dad had stolen Emily’s
medicine, but after that he did spot checks for a while to make
sure we were dosing correctly.”
“Why didn’t you just give this stuff to a doctor?” Josie
asked.
“Dad thought everyone was working for Ha Kuna House.
He said we couldn’t trust anyone.”
“Classic paranoia,” Stephen interjected again but Amelia
was done with him.