October 2016
Albany, NY
“How long have you been hearing the voices coming from the cornfield, Mike?”
The man speaking is a child psychologist by the name of Dr. Robert Cuther — an aging, semi-retired child psychiatrist who’s come highly recommended to me by my best friend, housemate, and blonde bombshell co-conspirator at The School of Art, Robyn Painter (her real name, no pun). So the story goes, Cuther has been conducting therapy on Robyn’s eight-year-old daughter, Molly (named after my late twin sister), after we found her hiding in a second-floor closet of the farmhouse that our two half-families share. The little blonde-haired, blue-eyed clone of her mom has convinced herself the Boogeyman lives in our basement (he doesn’t . . . we checked) and that any day now he is going to abdu
