They stared at me morosely. Mom looked as though I were a ghost. Cameron's expression was critical. My question indeed shocked them to the roots, as they hesitated responding the first time.
"Do you?" I asked again, looking from mom's face to Cameron's.
"W..wh..what did you say?" Mom stuttered. I noticed she started to withdraw from me slowly, by loosening her grip on my back. I knew the next thing on her mind was taking me back to Dr Brown, and as soon as she could.
"Does any one of you know anyone called Gregory?" I asked again, desperately looking for an answer.
Both of them shook their heads.
"Why are you asking?" Cameron asked instinctively, his expression still, critical and unfathomable.
"His name is Gregory. The guy...his name is Gregory. He is the one who tried to suffocate me. That's why I screamed" I said quietly. It was something I planned to keep to myself for a long time, maybe even forever, but not anymore.