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heating on, Abbie retracted the real black book, retrieved from the hotel, and her phone. At the end of the list that started at the front of the book and ran for five pages, she wrote Eddie Dean. Turning to the middle of the book, where the list starting at the back page had reached, she wrote Francis Roberts. Pen still in hand, she made a call.

“Everything’s sorted,” said Ben when he answered. “Nothing will tie you to this place other than the memories of those you saved and those you scared. That is, as long as you’re able to let this place go.”

On multiple occasions, Abbie had wondered if Ben might not be psychic. He certainly had an annoying habit of keeping her under surveillance. Had he watched her conversation with Bobby? Did he know Abbie had broken the rules?

No point asking. If Ben had no idea about Bobby, Abbie would only indicate to him there was something to know by speaking up. If he did, he would bring it up when he was ready. Only then would Abbie worry about the battle that might ensue.

Moving on, she said, “Names?”

“Oh, Abbie,” Ben said with a tut. “You’re not still on this, are you? How many times do I have to tell you—“

“Names.”

Ben let out a sigh. He wasn’t happy. Uninterested in his thoughts or feelings, Abbie said nothing.

“You can be quite inhospitable at times, young lady, do you know that?”

Patiently, Abbie repeated herself.

“Names.”

“Oh, fine, fine, fine. My feelings on the matter are on the record anyway. But I knew you’d want to know, so I have them here.”

In quick succession, Ben reeled off the names of those Abbie had killed in the nightclub, including Albert Kline and David Ronson. Abbie added each to the book.

“Satisfied?” asked Ben when he was done.

“This isn’t about satisfaction.”

“No,” he said. “I guess it isn’t. You know, you do a wonderful service for mankind. You shouldn’t get hung up on the lives you’ve taken.”

“I don’t need a pep talk.”

“Of course you don’t. Is there anything else you’d like to discuss?”

Again Abbie felt the tingle on the back of her neck as though she were being watched. She resisted the urge to pat her pocket, where Bobby’s number could be found. To look back to the hospital, to see if he was still there.

If Ben knew something, he could call her on it. Abbie was done playing his games.

If he wanted to call her on it, he could do it another time.

“Nothing at all,” said Abbie and hung up the phone.

From her drawstring bag, Abbie extracted the pillowcase. From the pillowcase, her battered and bruised but still intact copy of The Stand. Placing the book on her lap, Abbie placed her palm on the cover.

"Violet," she whispered.

She saw her little sister's smile, heard that wonderful laugh. Could almost smell freshly shampooed hair.

From inside her pocket, she withdrew the sheet of paper on which she had written Bobby's number. This she flattened on The Stand's cover. She placed her palm over both.

"For years now, I've been a robot," she said to her long since passed sister. "I don't want to be a robot anymore. Vi, I want to be a human."

Slipping the number away from The Stand, Abbie leaned forward and kissed the cover as she had once upon a time kissed Violet’s soft cheek.

"I think you'd be proud of me, sis," she whispered. "I love you now, I'll love you always."

Abbie returned the number to her pocket. The book she returned to the pillowcase and the pillowcase to her drawstring bag.

Holding new hope in her heart, as she had for so long held her sister's favourite possession by her side, Abbie started the car and drove away.

Somehow, as she passed the town limits, she even managed to smile.

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MARK AYRE is a writer of character driven suspense thrillers. He was born in Reading, England, where he now lives with his wife and daughter.

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