CHAPTER 1 The smell of St. Jude's Rehabilitation Center always reminded Elena of a slow death. It was a cocktail of industrial-grade bleach, lukewarm cafeteria Salisbury steak, and th…
CHAPTER 1: The Bleach and the Bitter Truth The fluorescent light in the laundry room hummed with a low, irritating buzz that seemed to vibrate inside my skull. It was 2:14 AM. In Oakhaven…
