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    A Diary of Torture
    A Diary of Torture
    A Diary of Torture
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    A Diary of Torture

    By Mark S Schubert

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    an exploration into one man's troubled past, the Doctor who struggles to deal with it all, and a gruesome future that is meticulously planned out: Dr. Abraham knew from the beginning this strange man would require patience. He also recognized many tell-tale signs that provided clues to the underlying psychological issues, only he was not prepared for the horror of the man's past, and the anguish the Doctor felt each hour with him.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMark S Schubert
    Release dateMar 28, 2011
    ISBN9781458178879
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      A Diary of Torture - Mark S Schubert

      A Diary of Torture

      Mark Schubert

      Copyright 2009 Mark Schubert

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      The Doctor

      Donna Abraham looked across the kitchen to her husband. The look of horror on his face made her immediately drop the bowl in her hands. What’s wrong? What happened?

      John Abraham glanced up at his wife and felt a tinge of hope. The feeling subsided just as quickly and he slumped into the hallway chair. The sounds of his wife’s hurried footfalls echoed in his mind without meaning. His coat lay limply across his left arm, and his briefcase rested on the floor, still clutched in the grips of his right hand.

      Donna knelt at her husband’s side and rubbed her hand across his sweat borne forehead. His bald head housed the same pools, and it worried Donna. She leaned over and tried to pry his fingers from around the handle of the briefcase. At first he fought against her and jerked his arm back away from her, but he relented and gave up his possession. A moment later she slipped away his coat and hung it carefully in the closet.

      What happened? Donna returned to his side as he still sat slumped in the chair. She knew it did not concern their daughter. Donna spoke to her only moments ago on the telephone. Again she ran her hands over John’s forehead. Did you see an accident?

      John did not look up this time. He tried to raise his hand to wipe his lips. His hand shook so badly he gave up and returned it to his lap. His eyes darted from the floor to his shoes and to the legs of the table next to him in the hallway. He wanted to look anywhere but into his wife’s eyes. Whatever she thought now would have to be better than letting her see the fear he felt.

      Donna did not give up. She gently grabbed John’s chin and pulled it toward her. I’m here. Tell me.

      John allowed his head to turn, but did not raise his eyes to meet hers. I…I can’t.

      Donna released his chin. What do you mean you can’t? She reeled back slightly, still full of concern, but hurt that he would not share his troubles with her. Her mind flashed to John’s work and nodded to herself.

      Do you have a new patient?

      John flashed his eyes at her for a brief second, and then retreated to stare at the floor. His only response was a nod. He shook his head after, and sighed. I can’t tell you.

      Donna pushed on her legs to stand and rested her hands on her hips. "Who will know? If it will make you feel better, tell me. Let me be your doctor."

      John finally did look into her eyes. You know better. He paused and swallowed hard into his dry throat. "You really don’t want to know."

      Donna shrugged. If it is that bad, don’t take him as a client.

      John’s brown eyes sparkled in the light of the hallway. I have to.

      No you do not have to. Donna turned her back on her husband and returned down the hall to the kitchen. You get that self-righteous ‘I-can-save-everybody’ attitude and it always bites you in the ass! You get too involved with your patients. She paused and glanced back at her husband for a short moment. You have to separate your life from your work. Your heart is here, not in all of those other lives.

      John winced at the thought and shook his head absently. I… He did not finish his thought. Above all else he did not want to involve Donna in any of this. He could not.

      Donna’s voice echoed from the kitchen. You will feel better when you have some food in your stomach. Come down here and set the table.

      John did not move. His head turned to see the source of the clanging sounds in the kitchen, but he remained in the chair. He knew he would not eat anything tonight. Not after today.

      I think I am going to draw a hot bath. I…I can’t eat. John used what little energy he did have to stand and turn to the stairs. He heard the sounds stop in the kitchen and he willed his legs to move. He entered the stairway and lifted his

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