The Golden Oath
The form was three pages long, printed on heavy, cream-colored stock that felt expensive under Elena’s fingertips. It was a Notice of Mandatory Psychiatric Evaluation, and the header bore the logo of St. Jude’s Regional Medical Center, a golden cross that seemed to glare at her from the sterile white of the breakroom table. Elena did not sign it. She set the pen down, the click of the cap...
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