MIND GAME
A GhostWalker Story
Chapter One
"She's obviously not cooperating again," Dr. Whitney grumbled
and scribbled fiercely in his notebook, clearly somewhere between
total exasperation and frustration. "Don't let her have her toys
again, until she decides to work. I've had enough of her nonsense."
The nurse hesitated. "Doctor, that isn't a good idea with
Dahlia. She can be very ..." She paused, clearly searching for the
right word. "Difficult."
That caught his attention. He looked up from his papers, the
impatience on his face fading to interest. "You're afraid of her,
Milly. She's four years old and you're afraid of her. Why?" There
was more than scientific interest in his tone. There was eagerness.
The nurse continued to watch the child through the glass
window. The little girl had shiny black hair, thick and long and
falling down her back in an unkept, untidy mass. She sat on the
floor rocking back and forth, clutching a small blanket to her and
moaning softly. Pitifully. Continually. Her eyes were enormous, as
black as midnight and as penetrating as steel. Milly Duboune winced
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