Fiona
“Fiona, this is our newest family member. Ashley, this is our main counselor.” I smiled and let the young woman sit down before I stood.
“It’s nice to meet you. I can close the door as we start chatting.” I hadn’t seen her file but as Debby handed it over I could see she did want the door closed.
Debby closed the door on her way out and I leaned against my desk. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m… lost. I have been saying I’m ok for weeks and I just can’t keep…”
“Lying.” I nodded knowing that feeling well. “There’s something I like to do when I meet new people who aren’t comfortable with me. I share parts of my story.” I told her and she nibbled her thumb and I nodded before doing what I always rehearsed. “I’m from New Hampshire. My mom died when I was 13, just before high school. My d
