Cynthia wanted to scream, cry and thrash in place. Yes, she could hear their conversation, but she was too preoccupied to join in. Working on Zach's brain didn't only mean that she had to control the frantic nerves yearning for an end. It meant browsing through his memories as well. She felt like she was intruding in something incredibly private, but she could not endure. Zach's life is a living nightmare. She watched his earliest memories that she doubts even he, himself, still remembers. His mom treated her like trash and had refused to nurse him. She watched his parents fight in his memories when he was nothing but a babe. When he was two, his father killed his mom by drowning her in the tub. When he was three, his father watched him try to walk and eat by himself. H
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