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same ... the same shame.<br />

(Therapist goes very silent after this outburst)<br />

S: The strange joy, the fulfillment it gave me to kill and destroy. It's gone.<br />

I'm done. I'm finished. I'm broken. I mean, I would save everyone the<br />

trouble and just kill myself but I feel like I'd probably mess that up too.<br />

All of this, all of it! It's all my fault. I killed those teenagers, I signed up for<br />

this, I killed my mother. I killed the neighbors cat. I killed the spiders ...<br />

T: (weak and quiet) You killed your mother?<br />

S: You are a really unprofessional Therapist you know that? And why do<br />

you have a secretary? Seriously I don't get that.<br />

T: Your mother? You, you killed your mother? Anyone else you would like<br />

admit to murdering?<br />

S: I suppose at least now I have someone who unmderstands my<br />

impulses ... A few months ago, I was walking through one of them<br />

unfinished construction sites when I saw an old dog, looked like it had<br />

been abandoned or something. But anyway I felt something like the need<br />

to wipe your hair away from your face. Except for me it was the urge to end<br />

the life of a living thing. As it was a cinstruction site there was a load of<br />

bricks n things around so i got one, went over to the dog. (miming a sort of<br />

gleeful killing) and beat the thing to death. (Anger) That was, when I<br />

noticed a group of poshes behind me. God fuckin knows what they were<br />

doin in that area of town but they were taking out their phones and pictures<br />

and stuff. (pause) I snapped. I threw the brick I was holding and they<br />

legged it. Except for one of them, a girl, about my age, she didn't move,<br />

she couldn't. She lay perfectly still. I felt this kind of.. peace. You know?<br />

I.-<br />

T: (This has upset the therapist and she is quietly, angrily, crying into her<br />

hand. She stops long enough to speak)<br />

Kate.<br />

S:Huh?<br />

T: Kate. That was her name. I remember specifically because I though of<br />

it. (Looking at photograph of husband) Niall wanted to name her Sarah, I<br />

told her that's a business woman's name. All the same, she was ours.<br />

(It takes Sean a while but he begins to put two and two together)

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