Chapter 60

Ashley's POV

As we drove back to the house, I could not help but worry about Wilson and how shaken by the crime he had been.

I was almost sure that something did not feel right about our bipolar diagnosis. We were never at the hospital and only had Mom be responsible for our health. 

Every night when we were younger, we would hear raised voices in Mom and Dad's room. They never seemed to be at peace and soon, our loving father began to withdraw into his shell. He used to be the gentlest and kindest person we knew. 

The last fight Wilson and I heard them have before Dad had a stroke and died was about him confronting her as to why his pills carried her name. At this time, Mom had only informed us of our medical condition a week before. 

She had withdrawn us from school and began to homeschool Wilson and me. At first, we felt really ill after taking the medications she would give us, but after a few years, we got used to it