November 17, 1983
We're staying. Mike and Kate, they're helping me take care of the boys. They keep telling me they're sorry, and that the fire was probably just a terrible accident... faulty wiring maybe. It doesn't make me feel any better to think that faulty wiring took Mary. It doesn't explain why she was on the ceiling, but what do I tell people? I tried to tell Mike, what I think... what I think happened that night. He just looked at me, this look... like he's sure I'm crazy. He must have told Kate somthing too. Out of nowhere she said this morning, I should think about seeing a shrink. How can I talk to a stranger about this? I never saw a shrink for everything I went through in the Marines, and I got through that. My friends think I'm going insane. Who knows, maybe I am...
John Winchester · Sat Jul 08, 2006 @ 06:08am · 0 Comments |