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Abigail Hobbs (abigail_hobbs) wrote in spinningcompass,

"It was the worst day of my life."  Abigail said with a tiny nod of her head.  The truth was that the day with Hannibal had been as bad, or even worse.  He knew exactly what he was doing and why, without any delusions.   He'd broken her heart.  Still, it had been the worst day at that time, so it was sort of true.  That was enough to let her say it convincingly to most people. It was what was expected, wasn't it?  The day her mom died should feel the worst.

"I remembered a dream."   Abigail answered, being completely honest this time.  "This same dream I've had for years.  I'm back at the facility, in a group therapy session.  Instead of other patients, the girls in the group are the ghosts of the girls my father killed.   They keep telling me that it should have been me instead of them."