Kate wasn't even sure why a cop would care -- as far as she knew, cops really didn't give a shit about that sort of thing when it was her mom in trouble with the law -- but the drugs and alcohol had loosened her tongue even more than usual.

"DID," she said, finally eating a bit of the bread. Now that she wasn't moving, she could feel how tired she was, the toll the night had taken on her. "Dissociative Identity Disorder. It means she's a bunch of different people." And on days like today, she missed all of them. Even Alice.