We walked through Lafayette Park and headed to Fillmore Street. I had expected her to tell me about the Watchers, but she deflected the topic again and insisted I tell her how and when all this started for me. She made few comments and asked no questions, but she did find it interesting that I"d managed to suppress it for so many years; however, she didn"t offer any insight as to how or why.
“How come when we kill them and the victims get better, no one seems to remember they were ill in the first place?” I asked.
“You know when a friend or acquaintance shows up with a new haircut and you"re not sure why, but you know there"s something different about them, you just can"t pinpoint it?” I nodded and she continued. “It"s kind of like that. Their friends and family know something"s differen
