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Despite the interrupted sleep, I felt surprisingly refreshed in the morning as I shuffled to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. The sun had cut through the clouds casting the room in a soft early light. A welcome change of pace from the rain. I read somewhere that depression was more prevalent in areas where the sun was sufficiently absent. My appreciation of the beauty outside my window seemed to be a reflection of that. I shook off Holly Heater’s presence as nothing to be concerned about as I exercised prudence and good judgment in prescribing medication for my patients. I told myself I was overreacting as there was no legitimate basis to Lara’s brother’s assertions. But deep down I knew that the truth doesn’t always win out and sometimes, even when it does, a whole lot o
