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led him across the cold, tile floor to the front desk where a tall, thin man sat,<br />
typing madly at an out-dated computer. The man looked up with a toofriendly<br />
smile.<br />
“Hello. Welcome to St. June’s Rehab Center. We have Cindy coming out<br />
right now to show you to your room,” he said. As he looked back down at his computer<br />
a plump woman emerged from a nearby door. She looked at the men holding<br />
him and nodded. Leading the way the woman Cindy walked up the long stairway<br />
winding towards the sky.<br />
When they reached the top of the stairs he was led down a hallway lit with<br />
florescent lights to a room with the number 314. It was unreal…how many times<br />
he had seen that number just since he woke up that morning.<br />
“Come on,” Cindy said sweetly as she pushed open the door for him. A<br />
man in a white coat sat at a steel table across from a seat with straps, nailed to the<br />
floor.<br />
“Would you like to talk, Kevin” the man in the white coat asked sincerely.<br />
Kevin scowled as they removed his straightjacket just to strap him down to the uncomfortable<br />
chair.<br />
“We have a lot to talk about, Kevin,” he said slowly. The men that had<br />
brought him here left with Cindy and they shut the door tightly behind them.<br />
“How do you feel about the death of your wife and child, Kevin What’s<br />
your mental reaction to that memory” he asked casually. Kevin stared at him<br />
blankly. This isn’t what they did in rehab centers, was it<br />
“Aren’t I here to recover from my…..my drinking problem” Kevin asked.<br />
This wasn’t right.<br />
“You’re right Kevin. I just heard there was a new guy that recently had his<br />
family die. I was just curious. I lost my mother recently if that counts,” he said.<br />
Kevin looked around and realized he wasn’t strapped to a chair at all. The man<br />
wasn’t even in a white coat. Kevin was sitting on a bed in a small, dim room, having<br />
this conversation with a simple man in his pajamas. Kevin blinked several times and<br />
lay down on his bed. He felt his body begging him to go to sleep. He closed his<br />
eyes and drifted easily into sleep.<br />
The dream came again, haunting him like it had before, but this time the<br />
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