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|| Friday ||

"How was your session today, honey?"

Mitch shrugs and stares out the window. It was the same question every time after therapy.

"Do you think you're going to get better?"

Mitch runs his tongue over his top teeth before shrugging.

"I think you are and when you do, you'll realise how silly this whole thing was."

Mitch clenches his fist.

It's not silly.

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