51 "Are you sure?" "Yes." "It's been an awful long time, Miss. Are you sure you can handle it?" "Just...do it." She watched as their new caretaker pushed the plunger slowly down, injecting a yellowish liquid into her vein. Removing the elastic around the top of her arm he pulled the needle out and sat back and watched. It had been a long time since Addison had drugged herself, and she had never been good at sticking herself, but it had been the only thing she could get a hold of. Her life was becoming too much lately; the people who wished to Kill David, and worship her, had sequestered her to the house. They couldn't even go out in the back yard without being harassed and she just needed to get away. She lay back against the pillows on the couch and took in a deep breath, watching

