Author: Liz Lazarus
Publisher: Mitchell Cove Publishing LLC
defend herself from the would-be rapist, though he threatens to return as hemretreats. Traumatized with recurring nightmares, Laura seeks therapy and is exposed to a unique treatment called EMDR. She also seeks self-protection—
buying a gun against the wishes of her husband. When Laura learns she could have gone to prison had she shot her fleeing assailant, she decides to write a hypothetical legal case using the details of that night. She enlists the help
of criminal defense lawyer, Thomas Bennett, who proves to be well versed in the justice system but has an uncanny resemblance to her attacker. As the two work together to develop the story, Laura’s discomfort escalates particularly when Thomas seems to know more about that night than he should. Reality and fiction soon merge as her real life drama begins to mirror the fiction she’s trying to create.
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strained my legs to move, they were immobile, like I was waist deep in
my mouth was full, like it was stuffed with cotton—no sound would escape.
shoulder. No, it was someone. He was pushing me forward and then yanking me
back. I tried to jerk away but he had a tight grip, like a vice.
forceful. He was calling my name— over and over. He knew my name.
hand still on my shoulder.
another bad dream.”
and looked at him—his dark brown eyes were fixated on me. I could see them clearly
as the light from the bathroom brightened our bedroom.
with this light on.
on his forehead. I loved that wrinkle though wished he didn’t have good reason
to be so concerned. I was enduring the nightmares, but he had to deal with my
tossing and mumbling in terror.
met—ten years ago in chemistry lab at Georgia Tech. He had walked up to me with
those warm eyes and a charming, confident smile and asked, “Want to be partners?”
Stone Mountain Park, rented a small rowboat and, in the moonlight, he pulled
out a diamond ring and asked me again, “Want to be partners?”
moment. Then he propped himself up on his elbow and said softly, “Laura, I feel
so helpless. I know it’s only been a month, but…”
first night. After it happened. Look, I want to make you feel safe again, but I
don’t know how.”
away. I waited, staring at him.
a therapist, but seeing someone doesn’t mean you’re crazy. Therapists don’t
treat just crazy people. They help people who have been through traumas and you
have. Hell, no one even has to know.”
yesterday I made an appointment for you. I was going to talk to you about it in
the morning if you had another bad dream. I found a woman who is downtown by my
office. She’s been practicing for about twenty years, got her doctorate from
Emory and comes with really good patient reviews.”
continued. “I made the appointment for you at 4:00 so we can go to dinner
afterward. You know what you always say. You’ll try anything once, right?”
see a psychiatrist,” I pushed back. “I just need more time. I’ll bounce back.
You know I almost came in the house on my own today. Besides, if I see a
psychiatrist, on every job application I complete in the future, I’ll have to
check the ‘Yes’ box when they ask if I’ve had mental health treatment.”
too innocent sometimes.”
Besides, if that’s the only thing stopping you, I think you should give it a
try. Her name is Barbara Cole. I’ll take you to Houston’s afterward,” he added.
can she do that you can’t? All she’ll do is listen and you do that for me
already. Psychiatrists are for people who don’t have friends or husbands to
different—more helpless than normal. Chris had been so understanding, so
comforting this past month, especially considering I had been waking him every
night. How could I refuse his request?
asking. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to go back. She’s a psychologist,
by the way, not a psychiatrist. She does therapy, not drugs.”
was 3:30 a.m.
animal gorilla that I won at the state fair by outshooting him at the
basketball game. He had sworn the scum running the game couldn’t take his eyes
off my butt and let me win.
going to finish my presentation since I’m up. I’ll just be in the office. Want
the door open?”
arms tightly around Konk.
first therapy visit and my signed contract, I hope, this evening.”
first visit?” I said with a playful smile.
mood for jokes.
leave, just come by my office after the appointment and we’ll head to dinner.
Try to get some sleep. I love you.”
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