Readjsutment, Part 12--
The day after Morbus discovered the remains of Dr. Corwin, they were brought to the compound's medical facility. Her home was searched and her personal papers and a suicide note were found on the table in the kitchen. The note only said "It was time to be freed from this burden I've carried lo these many years. Please understand why I must do it this way." It was then signed with her full legal signature, Kimberlin Gayle Corwin, MD, and the date. After examining the information, David realized he was the last person on earth she spoke with. All to save Julia. He felt humbled and troubled all at once.
As her body was being prepared for her burial, Jordan was writing the doctor's obituary. She had been given some biographical information on Kim Corwin, and realized that it took a lot of work on her part to become someone else. David had told Jordan that Kim was the Rileys younger daughter, and that it just wasn't a name change that turned her into Kim Corwin from Kathy Riley. There was extensive plastic surgery, reconstructive surgery, and eye surgery to correct vision problems. Not even Kim's enviable blue green eyes were real. They were colored contacts. Kim Corwin's true eye color was dark brown.
David walked into Jordan's office just as she was finishing up writing the obituary.
"Are you finished with Kim's obit yet?" he asked.
"Just," Jordan said as David kissed her. "I feel bad for Kim's kids. They had no idea about their mother's true identity, did they?"
"Kim wanted it that way," David said. "Her husband knew. She trusted him enough with her secret. Then, of course, the New Army killed him at the same rally Jacob was killed at."
"We knew them then," Jordan said. "Jacob and I. The four of us became good friends. I'd lost contact with Kim until she was counselling Julia. It's sad, though, because Kim was a good person."
"She'll be missed, definitely," David said. Then,
"Intel thinks they've located Kim's sister Katie."
"Really," Jordan said, surprised. "Where is she? I know she pledged alligence to the illegitimate government years ago."
"She is in the Capitol Region. She works for the illegitimate government."
"Man, they must have brainwashed her but good!" Jordan exclaimed.
"I wouldn't say that, Jordan," David said. "I think she knew exactly what she was doing."
"Why do you say that?"
"The name she took was Sarah Kathryn. Instead of being called Katie, she's now a 50 year old woman named Sarah."
Then David told Jordan who Sarah Kathryn was.
"Oh, my God!" Jordan said in horror. "I think I'm going to be violently ill!"
The Rileys were not allowed to return to their safe house while Julia and her brother were still there. The next day, they were going to go live with Jordan and David, and spent most of the day packing their belongings.
Julia was saddened to hear of the death of Dr. Corwin. Julia really liked her, mostly because she didn't judge and she tried to help Julia deal with the Rileys.
Julia had picked out an outfit to wear to the psychiatrist's funeral the next afternoon. It was a blouse with a butterfly pattern and a dark skirt. Dr. Corwin liked the blouse because as a girl, she had an extensive butterfly collection. "Butterflies signal rebirth, Julia," Dr. Corwin had told her.
Now, as she was packing her footlocker for the move to Jordan and David's, she thought about the new life she and her brothers were going to have. No more fights, browbeatings, accusations from the Rileys. They were going to a stable environment with people who loved each other and loved Julia, and by extention, her brothers as well.
The four of them were in Julia's room, helping her pack the rest of her things. They were going to stay the night under the watchful eye of the security forces and Morbus. More security forces were guarding the motel room the Rileys were forced into.
"Hey Jules," Jeremiah asked; "Would you like me to stay in your room tonight, just in case the Rileys get a wild hair up their asses and try to return while we're still here?"
"That might be a good idea, Jules," agreed Nik. "Those nutjobs might try to get under your skin again just for shits and giggles."
"If they do," Julia said, "I'm ready for them!" She then showed her brothers the gun under the pillow on the bed.
"Holy shit, Jules!" exclaimed Joe, who up to this point had been silent, "You're packin' some heavy duty firepower there, sis!"
"They're going to learn not to mess with me," Julia said. "Once and for all time."
"Damn right," Jeremiah said in agreement.
Nik and Joe left the room for the night. It was then that Jeremiah asked Julia if she had another weapon for him.
"I took all the pistols from the hideout," Julia said. "It might be a good idea to be armed."
"Better to have a gun and not need it, than to need a gun and not have it," Jeremiah said, and Julia laughed.
"Jordan told me once that her father said that about everything! Better to have 'fill in the blank' and not need it..."
Jeremiah settled into a corner on the far wall. There, if someone did come into Julia's room, they'd not know he was there until it was too late.
He hoped that the night would be uneventful, so they could start their new life in the morning.
"Madame President, I think you need to see this."
Her chief of staff brought in a folder filled with information about a Disturbed One.
"What is it?" Madame President asked as she took the folder.
"The newest intel from Central Intel about a Disturbed Ones follower."
Madame President opened the folder, skimmed the contents and gasped.
"Everything all right, Madame President?"
She looked at him, then back at the folder. She asked that she be left alone, and that the 10am meeting needs to happen later in the day.
After the aide had left, Madame President read the first page of the information she was given. It was an obituary.
"Dr. Kimberlin Gayle Corwin, 46, died earlier this week from a brief illness.
"She was the head of the Elochai Group, a mental health and counseling cooperative based in the Chicago Sector.
"Dr. Corwin earned her BS in organic chemistry from the University of California at Irvine; She later earned her MS in pathology and parapsycology from UCLA before working as an assistant to the coroner's office in the Los Angeles Sector. She obtained her MD from Harvard Medical School in the Boston Sector of the New England Region in psychiatry. She worked as a psychiatrist in private practice until she was recruited by Elochai to head their mental health department fourteen years ago.
"She is survived by two sons, Matthew G. Corwin and Mark J. Corwin, and their families, of the SouthWest Region; and a daughter, Cassandra 'Sandy' (Corwin) Phillips and her family, of the MidWest Region. Dr. Corwin is also survived by a sister, Kate, surname and address unknown.
"Dr. Corwin was predeceased by her husband of 16 years, James Karl Corwin, Jr., MD.
"Funeral services and burial have already taken place, and no further services are planned. In accordance to her last wishes, Dr. Corwin's final resting place will remain unknown to all but her children and grandchildren."
Madame President read and re-read the obituary several times, it still not sinking in that her baby sister was dead. She wondered what the "brief illness" that was mentioned in the text was, and concluded that her sister had been tortured enough by her demons and took her own life.
"Oh, Kathy, I'm so very sorry," Madame President said, her voice shaking with emotion. "If I knew where to find you all those years ago, I might not be where I am now. All I wanted was to find you..."
She began to feel ill with the idea that her policies led to her sister's death. Suddenly, death didn't seem like such a bad idea.
But first, to eliminate the people who abused her and her sister for all those years. It wouldn't bring Kathy/Kim back, but it would make her feel better.