The next day when Norma arrived, the occupational therapist had just left. She could tell that it hadn’t gone well. Cam was sitting in her bed, a look of disgust on her face.
“Would you rather I came back tomorrow?” she asked.
“No, stay,” Cam said. “Why ruin another good day?”
Norma watched Cam as she sat onto the chair next to Cam’s bed.
“Anything you want to say?” Norma asked.
Cam shook her head.
“Anything you want to discuss?”
Cam just shook her head again.
“Then may we get started?” Norma asked.
“Why not?” was Cam’s response.
“You went to Malaguay at the request of Raul Ascensio. How did you feel about that?”
Cam sighed. “I wish it had never happened,” she answered. “Things would be a lot different if we’d turned him down.”
Norma also nodded. “Did you ever discuss turning h
