It was around 3 when Kane pulled into his driveway. He was worn out and sore from his fall, the only thing he looked forward to was going to bed and sleeping the pain away. He put the journal in the nightstand next to his bed and fell fast asleep. He slept a dreamless sleep and awoke in the late afternoon. The first thought that came to his mind was the journal. He sat there, staring at it, wondering if he should really open and read it. He debated with himself for a good half hour on what to do.

"Kane, open the damn book, don't be stupid. She's dead, what's she going to do about it?" he scolded himself out loud.

Kane skimmed the pages, looking for something interesting when he came upon the entry of the day he was brought home from the hospital.

April 27, 1967

Today, Thomas and I brought Kane home from the hospital. He slept the whole way home, he's such an angel. Mark seems so intrigued by his new baby brother. He stood above his crib for hours just watching him sleep and asking if he could hold him. The whole thing was really cute. This should be one of the happiest days of my life, but I can't help but feel guilty, I have no idea how I'm going to keep my affair with Paul a secret. I think Thomas knows in the back of his mind that Kane isn't his. I can see it in his eyes. God what am I going to do?

Kane skimmed around more in the diary.

June, 15, 1968

Paul called me today. He says since Kane is his child, he has a right to see him. I begged him not to make a big scene in front of Thomas, that we needed to keep a low profile and that it was impossible for him to be a big part of Kane's life. He didn't take it so well, which I understand, but I refused to have my family torn apart from the mistake that I made. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to keep this a secret without losing my mind.

June 17, 1968

Thomas knows. He overheard Paul and I talking about Kane and the affair. Him and Paul got into a huge fight and after Paul left he turned to me. I could see the hurt and pain that I caused him, and I understood it. I know now what I have brought upon my family was wrong. Thomas screamed at me, called me a whore, a slut and a few other things. But the one thing that he said that enraged me more than anything else was when he called Kane a mistake and a burden. How could something so precious be a mistake?! Kane is the only one who is innocent in all of this! for the rest of the day I noticed that Thomas was favoring Mark over Kane. I guess he feels like he should love his son and his son only. I'm worried that Kane has just lost a wonderful father figure. And to make matters worse, Thomas kicked me out of our bedroom, so now I'm sleeping next to Kane's crib. Have I gone insane?

Kane flipped through a few more pages when something caught his eye

August 4 1968

There was a fire, in the kitchen. I don't even remember starting the blaze, and thank God that Thomas came home when he did. He was the one who put the fire out, and I just sat there. It was like I was in a trance, I couldn't hear or feel anything around me, I only saw the fire and nothing else. Thomas asked me what the hell was wrong with me and I couldn't give him an answer. I could have killed everyone he said. Kane was sleeping in the next room, and I would hate to think of what could have happened if the blaze got out of control. What has come over me?! Its like I have no control over anything anymore.

Kane noticed that there was a big gap between the entry that he had just read and the others that were written. He read the rest of the journal, puzzled. Why was there about a years time that she didn't write in this book? The last entry was dated in 1970 with no day or month

They brought me back from Sunset Hills. I never want to return to that place, I am not crazy! Thomas says that I am a danger to myself and others, but what does he know?! They are considering giving Paul full custody of Kane, and the divorce papers are already signed between Thomas and I. He will most likely get custody of Mark. Apparently I'm to insane to be a mother to the boys that I love. I would never do anything to hurt them,, they are my life. But I guess love is not enough for all the psychiatrists and doctors. My life has gone to hell.

And like that, the journal was over. Kane sat there for a while, taking in everything, from his mothers affair with his father, to his mothers torn marriage with her husband, to her feelings of isolation and insanity. This is not how he pictured his mother's life.

"Sunset Hills?" The name rang loud in his ears. Kane ran to his computer and typed up the name in the search box. He found several things on the place. After clicking on a link he read out loud.

"Sunset Hills was built in 1959 and was established to house the clinically insane and the mentally disturbed. Some of the methods used inside these walls were electro-shock therapy, isolation, and other forms of then thought "cures" to metal illness. The Hills was shut down in 1983 for unsanitary conditions and several lawsuits of sexual harassment, and unnecessary treatments that to today's standards would be considered torture. "

Kane X'ed out of the search. He sat there in silence, why was his mother taken to a mental institution? What was wrong with her? He needed answers and he needed them now! So he grabbed the journal and his keys and headed to Mark's house.

Note: I have no idea if there is a mental institute called Sunset Hills. I made it up and its history. Any similarity in names or history to other institutes are pure coincidences. I hope you have enjoyed chapter 3. The fourth and final chapter should be up soon.