Christine rubbed her hands against the denim of her jeans and took a deep breath.
“You sure you want to do this?" Jagger asked. He stood behind her, Steele at her side, Bianca at his.
“If you do, I do. I think we need to. This is the one thing that's been holding me back; I need to make peace with it."
She felt Jagger's hand on her shoulder as she ascended the old porch steps. It had been a long two months of counseling that she'd undergone. Sometimes Travis would come and sit in with her, sometimes Jagger would. Every time, she and Doc Jones would work on some part of her childhood or adulthood that had caused her anxiety. At her last session, Jagger had been there, and Doc Jones suggested that the two of them go back to their childhood home, together. She thought that it would go a l
