She’s A Coyote

Kieran took my hand and led me into the van. ‘Don’t worry. We’ll get him checked out once we arrive at the hospital. Maybe he’ll wake up again.’ I nodded. The long drive back to Lisbern lulled me into sleep. When I woke up again, we were already at St Vincent’s, the private hospital run by Fitz. I stayed in the hallway outside while Grandpa was getting treated. He was delirious when I was finally allowed to see him. His eyes were open but cloudy. He didn’t recognise me. Nor did he make another sound. The neurologist in the room told me Grandpa was suffering from retarded catatonia, indicated by his immobility, mutism, staring and rigidity. The condition could be caused by a whole range of factors. He would treat Grandpa with a low dose of benzodiazepines, but it was unclear when or if Grandpa would recover. I was filled with remorse and guilt. If only I’d kept a closer watch over him. Dad must be so disappointed with me. My hatred for Rainey grew deeper and stronger. Kieran talked me o