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Lisa
26 days since finding grace
It was good to be back in Saul’s office again. This was the third session since her stint in farmland, and the first time she’d had the courage to bring up the thing where she maybe might be hearing voices.
“Did you actually think Abigail was there with you, in the field?”
Lisa pushed back in the little sofa and studied all of Saul’s degrees and diplomas, the straight lines and satisfying rectangle shapes of them on the wall. “No? No. I mean, only after I’d started thinking I was going crazy. But no, it was a voice in my head—not a voice like I thought someone was talking to me, just my own head playing devil’s advocate. I think.”
“Sounds pretty normal to me,” Saul said. “Now, if you start seeing Abigail or anyone else, or if the voices sound less
