As I neared my house, the memory of the previous night at the shop came flooding back to the forefront of my mind. Did I really see Olivia in my mom’s shop? How was that possible?
I contemplated telling my mother about what I had seen in case I needed help or something. What if I started seeing other people, like my dad? I was sure that would make me go crazy for real, and I needed someone there to support me when they put on the straight jacket.
When I entered the house, my mom was already preparing lunch. “I’m not hungry,” I told her.
This text is from the book Fire in Frost.
I could not understand the meaning of straight jacket.