Lifting the sobbing woman from the floor I sweep into my arms and carry her to the couch where I sit and cradle her against my chest. . .

"Now Abby, no one wants you dead. I want you very much alive, very much with me and very much part of my life. I just need to know that the only other person to whom you have any loyalty, any devotion or any need to please is me. Do you understand that?"

Abby sobs and look at him seeing a totally different person which in a way frightens her.

"Who are you?!? Are you the sadistic monster that gives your own sister to a madman. Are you the benevolent dictator? Are you the loving caring man sitting here now?"

A look of wry amusement crosses my face. "I am all of them Abby. They all exist inside me. They all have their hold on me. For the most part, the medications keep them tamed. But they are all there, lurking beneath the surface, interested, waiting. And you must be willing and able to serve all of them as they demand."

And then it suddenly dawned on her. . . . he was insane!