“If you think for one second that we should send her to that quack who tried to overmedicate Seth, you are wrong. It’s hard enough having our ten-year-old on the meds he has.” Robert’s voice was a loud whisper with as much anger as a scream behind it. He had a very hard time justifying giving his son medications at the age of ten but also felt powerless to fight the urge to try anything to help his son. He made his conflicting feeling known to all of them, even Seth.

“I’m not saying psychologist. I’m saying a therapist. Come on, it was cute at first, but it’s gone too far for too long. She’s having nightmares, Robert. You should have seen her tonight.” It was Mabel’s turn to quietly yell.

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