ABSTRACT
It became increasingly difficult for the author to communicate with his sister. He could hear a taped recording of her voice on a work answering machine, but she would not return his calls. It seemed she functioned competently in her workplace; her shunning him seemed personal. Her professional competency proved a ruse not uncommon in dissociative disorders. Behind the closed doors of the family home, the police found her body in the midst of squalor and disarray. She had fallen apart in the privacy of Rosie’s palace of secrecy and isolation.
