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the hospital I was always drugged and not able to talk.”
    The letters. The charts had mentioned she wrote her sister letters. It also mentioned that her letters had to be approved before being mailed. Most of them, the doctors noted, were hard to interpret, held scattered ramblings and made no sense. A lot of the letters were never mailed; they were shown to the sister upon her visits .
    “Do you think your letters prompted her to help get you out? ”
    “I don’t know.” She rubbed her eyes and seemed strained. She looked down at her hands.
    “So you had your sister, parents, any friends?”
    “Some. One close friend. Sharon.”
    Sharon was a name I recognized from her history. I grabbed the folder where my post -it marked early childhood. “Sharon, yes.” I f ound one of several references to her. “She came into your life quite young.”
    “And we were friends ever since . She was always with me. We’d get into trouble a lot.”
    “ How so?” I asked.
    “Like all best friends. We’d talk each other into doing things. Nothing really bad. Just normal teenage mischievous stuff. I think it’s that way with every pair off.”
    “I had a friend like that, too . Always getting me in trouble .”
    “That was Sharon. But she was fun. Kind of the wild person, outgoing . I was the shy one.” She nodded, peered up briefly , and looked back down. “But I don’t want to talk about Sharon anymore. Not today. Not yet. Maybe another time.”
    “Can I ask why?”
    After a hesitation, Pam answered. “Because she is avoiding me.”
    “How so?”
    “I asked Freedom Project to get in touch with her.”
    “Freedom P roject contacted her?”
    “They tried.” She exhaled. “Left messages. I know she doesn’t want to face me.”
    “ Do you want to face Sharon because you miss her and she’s been your lifelong friend, or is there another reason ? ”
    “I need to know why she lied. ”
    “ Sharon lied ? W hen?” I asked.
    “At the trial. She saw me after three. But she said on the stand it was before three. You won’t find that in the court records, though ,” she said. “Her testimony was stricken from the record. But I heard it.”
    “I don’t have the court records; I have to go by what you tell me. And that is what I care about. Okay?” I leaned into the desk. “What are you going to say to Sharon if you find her?”
    “I want to know why she lied. I should have opened my mouth at the trial. But I didn’t. I didn’t say anything. But she knows something.”
    “About your children?”
    “Yes. I know she does. My visit to the bank wasn’t friendly, that’s why I know she had to remember me being there. For about three months, we were barely talking . We fought a lot. She and Richie were at each other’s throat always. She got strange. Times I thought she was jealous. There was something I suspected that happened and …. Let’s just say the story goes deeper.”
    “Tell me about it.”
    She shook her head. “Not now. Maybe another time, when I find her.”
    “Did it cross your mind that she doesn’t want to see you? Maybe she wants to stay away , and maybe it’s best to leave her in the past with everything else ? ”
    “No. The past is unresolved. I need to resolve it. I need to find out who killed my family. The answer is there. No one looked because everyone looked at me and nowhere else. I’ll find out . I will.”
    “Do you know how?”
    “Going back to Willow Brook.”
    I exhaled. “You realize you can bring back a lot of painful memories . I think, before you do go back , we need to discuss that day. Not now. But before you go back to Willow Brook.”
    Pam nodded and then out of the blue her eyes got wide. “There is something I want to talk about.”
    “Sure.”
    “I was pregnant during the trial. I gave birth in the hospital , and they took the child. My ex - husband raised the child ; it was his. Stephanie told me the boy wants to talk to me. Meet me.”
    I was well aware