Wicked Forest (DeBeers 2)

She nodded,

"I was hoping that the medicine they gave him

would bring him back to an even keel, that somehow

he would improve and we would at least have what

peace we had before. but..." She swallowed hard and

continued. "This is new. this sleepwalking. though."

She shook her head. "What will we do? Lock his

bedroom door?'

"Maybe it will pass. It might never occur again.

It's still too soon after the whole event." I suggested,

buoying up her hopes. She nodded, her shoulders and

back softening with another sigh.

"Yes, maybe. but I suppose we do have to

consider what to do if it doesn't. In any case. I'll call

his doctor and tell her about it, even though I know

she will only repeat her suggestion to put him in the

clinic."

We stopped talking when we heard him

returning. He had put on his windbreaker and was

headed for the door.

"Where are you going. Linden?" Mother asked. As if the question required a great deal of

consideration, he took a moment to respond. "For a walk." he said.

"I'll come out to join you in a while." I

suggested. "If you don't mind."

He paused. For a moment I thought he was

finally going to turn and speak to me, but he didn't

respond. He continued toward the front door, "Don't go too far," my mother called to him

with urgency in her voice.

"I've already gone too far." he said, opened the

door, and left us both looking after him wondering