Monday, July 31, 2006
New Beginning 23
Amanda Moore, Ph.D., took a seat across a table from a killer. Except for the cameras leering from the room's corners, they were alone. "Good morning, Gordon."
"Good morning, Amanda."
"Dr. Moore," she corrected, as always. Gordon smirked.
This exchange prefaced every session. Amanda insisted that Gordon call her Dr. Moore, to keep some clarity in their relationship. Gordon called her Amanda, but she didn't protest his defiance. It was an attempt at preserving his dignity, just one of the convoluted steps in their ongoing dance.
Amanda put her mini-recorder on the table, clicked it on. Gordon leaned toward the microphone. "You're late."
Amanda glanced at her watch. "I am not late."
"You're late." He repeated his accusation in a tone other people used to say things like You're a child molester or You're a Nazi. "You promised to start this week's session 10 minutes early, Amanda, so you could perform that banal inkblot test yet again."
She looked away. She had forgotten.
"You also promised to bring me a Frosty and the latest issue of the New Yorker." It was a rare comedic moment. They both knew such contraband was forbidden. They also both knew that she didn't make deals. Still, they continued to dance.
“Gordon—” she began.
Amanda eyed the serial killer. He shrugged. “You want me to call you Ms. Moore—”
“—then you can call me Mr. Crump. Yeah, I like the sound of that. Mr. Crump, schizo killer.”
“You are not a schizo.”
In the guard room, Pete turned to Tony. “Can you change the channel or something? At least on Jerry Springer they’d be whacking each other with chairs by now.”
Continuation: Nancy Conner/Anonymous
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