February 1, 2008
Finally I get two seconds with a computer. The nuns at St. Ann's are really nice about letting us play board games or read, but computer time is limited.
I know it's been two weeks and I just need to vent. First, Nash can be such a jerk sometimes. OK, I can understand why he would be made at me for voting against him--and with Jared--at the BE board meeting. But I told him it was all about luring Jared in. He needed to believe Tess was back and on his side. There was no way Dad and the rest of the family would go along with Jared.
We really had it out after the vote. Objectively, I get why he may not be thrilled with the whole thing. But it's about trust. Why couldn't he trust me enough to know I had everything under control? I wasn't going to sleep with Jared. The whole Tess thing was a ruse just to reel him in.
But then that jerk Jared had me committed! Somehow he found out about that order I signed after I was integrated, the one that allowed me to be placed at St. Ann's if Tess ever came back. I don't know how he knew about it, but he did. Apparently Jared had been onto me the whole time. If that wasn't enough, when I asked Nash to verify I wasn't Tess, he didn't back me up. My husband had me committed to a mental institution!
Nash tried to talk about it, but I was too furious. I told him we'd deal with it when I got home. Just when I thought the day couldn't get any worse, I ran into Allison Perkins. You know, the psycho that was responsible for keeping Natalie away from the family for almost twenty years. She worked for Mitch Laurence. My father. I'll never get used to writing that. Mitch is just my biological father. Clint Buchanan is my dad and he always will be. I hate even writing the name Mitch Laurence. Allison is just a reminder of all the terrible things he did to my family.
Allison told me she knew a secret about my family. I want to dismiss it. I really do. I should, right? I mean, she's a total lunatic. But she said it had something to do with Natalie. My gut is telling me there's something to it. I don't want to believe there's some other secret. Our family has been through so much because of this woman. But I need to be sure. So I'm going to be at St. Ann's for a few more days, thankfully due to an administrative snafu. And I'm going to get what I need out of Allison.