CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
Dr. Jan Haggerty had first met with Jimmy Gibbons three years ago. He had come to her at the age of twenty-six, complaining of headaches, night terrors, and a state of depression that was nearly crippling. He had told her during that first meeting about his childhood—how his parents had died when their car had gone off of a bridge; how his mother had essentially ended her own life to save his.
His grandparents had raised him until the age of twelve and when his grandmother had died of breast cancer, his grandfather had been unable to raise him by himself. Jimmy had ended up in foster care, being bumped around to a few homes before heading at the age of eighteen to work in one of the last surviving grain fields on the edge of town.
She’d seen him as a well-intentioned
