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The Caldwell Shadow — Dorothy Daniels
"My daughter has not uttered a word for four years. Someone, somehow, has to break whatever spell possesses her."
Mr. Caldwell looked thin and drawn as he confided his desperation to Janelle Farrington, R.N. The beautiful young psychiatric nurse was his last hope. She must try to save his daughter Nadine from the strange silence that had overcome her that dreadful day of her mother's death.
Janelle looked gently at the distraught father. "Tell me," she asked, "what is her attitude toward you, sir?" "I would think," said Mr. Caldwell. "that if the proper opportunity arose, my daughter would kill me..."
Mr. Caldwell looked thin and drawn as he confided his desperation to Janelle Farrington, R.N. The beautiful young psychiatric nurse was his last hope. She must try to save his daughter Nadine from the strange silence that had overcome her that dreadful day of her mother's death.
Janelle looked gently at the distraught father. "Tell me," she asked, "what is her attitude toward you, sir?" "I would think," said Mr. Caldwell. "that if the proper opportunity arose, my daughter would kill me..."
