Two uniformed police officers were waiting for her on the tarmac when the plane landed.
She was unshackled from the plane seat and shackled again in the interior of a police van.
She had never felt so humiliated. The fact that she felt so normal made it all the more unbearable.
Did they think she was going to try to escape or murder someone?
All that was over, in the past. Didn’t they know that? She was sure it would never happen again.
She wanted to be away from there. Anywhere. Sometime during the long, dreary drive to Connecticut, she dozed off.
She was awakened by a guard’s voice. “We’re here.” They had reached the gates of the Connecticut Psychiatric Hospital.
When Ashley Patterson was ushered into Dr. Lewison’s office, he said, “Welcome to Connecticut Psychiatric Hospital, Miss Patterson.”
Ashley stood there, pale and silent. Dr. Lewison made the introductions and held out a chair. “Sit down, please.”
He looked at the guard. “Take off the handcuffs and shackles.” The restraints were removed, and Ashley took a seat.
Dr. Foster said, “I know this must be very difficult for you. We’re going to do everything we can to make it as easy as possible.”
“Our goal is to see that one day you will leave this place, cured.”
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