Why do I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop in this place? I feel like I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole, but I’ve never done drugs, not willingly at least, and not since the ones that had been foisted on me to keep me in line came to an end with my escape. Yet, it feels like I’ve lived ten lifetimes in the few days I’ve been here.

I’m warily cautious of accepting both Jason and the doctor’s words that I’m pregnant, but he seems so sure. Even the ...