Part 19 (2/2)
”Willie,” Julia said firmly. ”Don't say anymore.”
”But Julia-”
Maggie turned to Julia now, no recognition in her eyes. ”Do I know you?”
”I'm - a friend.”
”Does Barnabas know you're here?”
”Yes. He asked me to come and see you. He's concerned about you. I'm a doctor.”
”A doctor?”
Obviously, Maggie was in the past, four years ago. And Julia was certain she knew the reason, and Quentin's anger meant he knew as well. ”Would you mind removing that scarf from your neck?”
”Oh, I -” her hand went to the white scarf. ”I don't know if I should.”
”Do it, please,” Willie pleaded. ”She can help you.”
”I don't need any help. And I don't know why Barnabas is so concerned about me. I'm fine now. Really I am.”
”He just wants to be sure.”
”He can see for himself soon. How much longer until sunset, Willie?”
”Not long,” he told her. He was becoming angry as well. ”Not very long at all, now.”
Julia stood and motioned Willie and Quentin to the door and then to the hall. ”I need to be alone with her.”41.
”Julia - ” Quentin's voice was shaking. ”I'm not leaving this house without Maggie.”
”You won't have to.”
”You think Barnabas -”
She turned to Willie. ”I don't know, Willie.”
”Come on, Julia, it's written all over your face,” Quentin said.
”Whatever has happened, Maggie thinks it's four years ago. And unless I can hypnotize her and make her forget again, it won't matter what Barnabas has done now.” She secretly wondered if he hadn't hoped he would be discovered. ”Go downstairs and wait for me.”
Barnabas closed the coffin and turned to find an accusing Willie standing before him. ”Wh/d you do it, Barnabas?”
”Do what, Willie?”
”Hurt Maggie again. I won't take the blame for it this time.”
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