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The doorknob had rattled to my isolation room in the mental hospital and a pretty, little nurse walked in with a platter of food. The food looked so revolting, it wouldn’t have surprised me if it moved.
“After breakfast we need to put you back in your straight jacket. It would help if you were cooperative, Edgar,” the nurse pleaded. By the tone in her voice and the look of her face, she had not slept the night before.
“ We will see. If I do that means I would be giving into the people who think I am bonkers!” I replied sharply.
“ I won’t be one attending to you anymore. It will be one of the other nurses. They might not be as nice as me, but you will just have to deal with it.” She screamed as she slammed down the food to a point where …show more content…

My name ‘ith’ Ava. I am the new ‘nurth’ that ‘ith’ going to ‘athith’ you from now on.” She apparently saw the look of surprise on my face because the next thing she said was, “I have a “lithp”. It affects the way I talk. I ‘wath’ born with it.”
Still so surprised, I just nodded my head. She seemed really familiar to me, like I had a connection with her. Ava left before I could utter another sound. With that, I drifted back to sleep.
The next morning Ava quietly slipped in the lonely room. The smell of freshly cooked eggs and bacon awoke me.
“I ‘thliped’ this in for you, I thought you might want ‘thome’ actual food for once.” Ava offered.
My eyes were as wide as saucers. I had not had a real meal in weeks. Ava sat there patiently as I scarfed down the breakfast.
“Gueth’ what I found out ‘yethterday’ before I left to go home.” Ava said with excitement in her voice.
“What would that be, dear.” I said with my mouth full of food.
“ You're my brother! I think that ‘ith’ ‘tho’ exciting!” Ava said, releasing all that excitement and energy into the empty room.
I knew that was why I have felt a connection with her. I wasn’t crazy about that. “That is exciting. How old are you?” I replied fake matching her excitement.
“I am nineteen, how old are you?” She replied a little calmer.
“I am thirty-two.” I answered.
“I really ‘thould’ be going they will ‘thart’ to wonder where I am. I will ‘thee’ you

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