I immediately placed my hand around her ankle.
Dr. Stevens saw her reaction and softened his voice.
He told me the medication was haloperidol, a powerful antipsychotic drug.
Then he made the part that mattered unmistakable.
It was not a vitamin.
It was not something that should be secretly given to a healthy four-year-old.
Not ever.
The room suddenly felt smaller.
For the previous twenty minutes, I had been frightened without understanding exactly what I was frightened of.
Now I had a name for the bottle, but the name did not make anything easier.
It made the secret real.
Dr. Stevens immediately began examining Emma.
He checked her pupils.
He tested her reflexes.
He listened to her heartbeat.
He evaluated her muscle tone.
Then he began asking questions that sounded disturbingly familiar.
