A tall, heavy-set woman walked into Cameron’s room. She had a friendly, warm smile on her face, which was framed by silvery gray hair. She extended her hand. “Hello, Cameron, I’m Norma Brock, a colleague of Maggie’s. Craig Roberson has asked me to talk with you.”
Cam shook her hand and looked at her wearily.
“Are you a psychiatrist?” she asked.
Norma smiled. “Yes, I am,” she said. “Do you mind if I sit and talk with you?”
Cam shook her head. “Have a seat. Are you going to pick my brain apart?” she asked as Norma sank down into the chair beside the bed.
Norma chuckled. “In a way, yes, but not right now. I hope we’ll get to know each other first. Maggie has filled me in on some of the things you went through in the past thirty months and I must say that I’m astounded by it all. You surv
