SINS OF THE FATHER
BOOK #2 SISTER CHRISTIAN SERIES
BY LISA BETH DARLING
As Hannah recovers from emergency brain and heart surgery, memories of the past take over her dreams with such clarity they cannot be denied. As the last of the painful family secrets, including what really happened the night of Hannah's accident and the circumstances surrounding the death of her only son, Little Ricky, come to light it's up to her brother, Doctor Richard Mason, and his unconventional methods to help her confront the ugliness. For it is only when we deal with our demons that we can leave them behind and work toward a bright future.Please note this novel/series is NOT a "Christian" or "religious" story. Adult themes apply and reader discretion is advised.
"You have got to be out of your mind! Mason! Please! I'm begging you to reconsider." Spaulding pled. "You don't know what you're doing."
"Any person with half a mind, which, by the way, is about all your sister has left and now you want to risk taking that away from her? For what? To satisfy your morbid curiosity?" Spaulding ran a hand over his graying sandy head and grunted when Mason didn't answer him. " You don't even know if what you're thinking is actually true. Are you really willing to risk her psyche on your hunch? You could trigger false memories for cryin' out loud! You could make her believe things that never happened except in your own twisted head!"
"They're not false and it's not morbid," Mason asserted. "I'm right about this."
Spaulding tossed his hands in the air as the two of them stood in Father Murphy's bedroom with Spaulding staring at Mason's reflection in the beveled mirror as he changed clothes. "Would you at least call Steward and get his opinion? Here…here's my cell, take it!" Spaulding grabbed Mason's hand and slapped the phone in his palm hard.
Mason looked at the phone and thought about it for a second or two before giving it back to Spaulding. "Steward's not a shrink," Mason said as he opened Father Murphy's closet and found lots of black, priests were big on that color.
"Neither are you. Just for the record, a neurologist is a lot closer to a shrink than a nephrologist." No longer able to stand there to Mason's back, Spaulding jumped in front of him. "Look, just, just, take her home, all right? The storm will pass soon enough, we'll take her home, I'll stay with you if you want, it's not a problem, really. You'll watch over her, she'll sleep and Monday you'll make an appointment with Sanders for her. Let a trained professional handle this. OK?"
No, it wasn't ok. Mason had the distinct feeling that for Hannah this was an urgent case of Now or Never. Monday would be too late. Spaulding was right, by then the storm would pass, her head would go back to being as cheerily foggy as ever and all those memories bubbling just beneath the surface would be re-buried. Maybe this time for good, maybe this time her mind would finally be successful in fooling her into believing that none of happened. According to Spaulding Hannah—along with so many thousands of others—could live very happily in denial for the rest of her life.
That was not The Gospel According To Richard Mason.
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