Aliza in the Psychiatric Hospital, Me in a Panic

Aliza was in some kind of psychiatric or mental hospital. I was terribly worried about her. Finally, it was time for her to come home with me, but she didn’t really seem to want to leave. At first, I couldn’t begin to understand why but as the day drew on I started suspecting that I would not like the reason if I knew. When she finally got ready to go, she loitered hear the nurse’s station, staying to say goodbye to some strange man. Then she started kissing him. I was of course extremely upset. I was jealous not understanding what was going on or who this person was or what the nature of their relationship really was. I feared the worst.