[I didn't free myself... someone helped me untie the ropes...]
Bertha Haines' nails had already dug into her flesh, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
"Who was it? Someone from your village?"
Bertha wrote a name on the paper—Neil.
Doctor Bell, after gaining a general understanding, took Bertha into his examination room.
"I'll hypnotize you once more. Some things in the past, if you can't forget them, you must find a way to face them. The bad guys should always face justice."
Bertha was somewhat resistant to hypnosis, but Amos Smith told her to be brave. She took several deep breaths and finally lay down.
Doctor Bell's voice was very gentle, very gentle.
It also brought her back to that summer.
That year, her foster mother had just given birth to her younger sister, but didn't allow her to approach. She could only follow her grandfather by the river to help every day.
