Hypnotized

"She's locked in," he says, his eyes wide. "She's hypnotized. I did it. She's down there with this totally serene look on her face. It's unbelievable."

I'm not hungry anymore.

I bolt downstairs. I have never seen my sister look serene before.

I stop in my tracks when I see her. She's sitting on a chair in the middle of our basement. Her back is straight. Her eyes are closed. Her face is passive, relaxed, devoid of all emotion--meaning, in her case, devoid of anger.

I see nothing evil about her for the first time in my entire life.