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"So how are things?" Miss Jones asks.

I actually missed this. This is the first time I have visited her in the last few months. She decided- I've been doing great and I don't need weekly or monthly visits. But sometimes I feel like I need someone to talk to about everything that has happened.

"Well, Shei's death has taken a toll on all of us. But mostly Kayla. She didn't go to her funeral. She hasn't talked to us about it. It's been a month. She is crushed.."

"I don't blame her. She lost her friend. She died in her arms. She needs time to adjust."

"I know. She will get through this." I say. And I know I'm right. She is strong. She can get through this. "The good thing- she trusts me now."

Miss Jones lifts an eyebrow. "She does?"

"No need to be so surprised. I opened up and she did the same in return.Although I am just a friend to her, but I hope that it will change ."The only thing I refuse to say is that I gave her my tags. It's because... that made me feel better. Thinking that something that brought me luck is with her now.

"Okay, so you have debriefed me on the Kayla situation. How are you doing? Have you dropped the revenge thing? How is healing? How do you..."

"Feel about my family?" I know she wants to ask that, but she is too tactical to do that. I know that this makes me a bad person, but honestly, in a way I'm glad they are dead. My father did nothing but lie to me, mother covered up everything. It turns out they wanted to end their marriage. And I'm sure Robby knew that too. Why didn't they tell me? Why would they keep it a secret? I'm a big boy. I can handle bad news. The worst part- I had to find out from the lawyer. Not from them. That hurt. "I feel fine. It doesn't hurt so much now. When I think about them. I'm doing fine. I'm looking for a job. It's going.. not so good. I want to be a security guard or something similar. Since I will be working- I won't have time to plot Peter Fjodorov's death, now will I? And I feel good."

"Good. I'm really happy for you Ryan. You are doing really well. I think you are ready."

"Ready for what?"

"To stop visiting me. You have come so far. I mean, when I first met you,Ryan, you were filled with anger, hurt and thoughts of revenge. Now- you have a home, you have friends and you are moving on with your life. It's great."

"I think I will miss these sessions." I joke around, but in reality- I really will miss these sessions.

"You have my number- you can call any time."

"Yeah, I guess so." I get up and turn to leave, but then stop. I look back. "Thank you."

Miss Jones smiles. And I leave.

It's true- I really am trying to find a job. But I'm not trying really hard. If I get anything- good, if I don't- I won't loose any sleep over it. I look around the city. The weather today is nice. Warm. The spring just started and it's already hot. It's been 2 years since everything happened. Time sure does fly. During this year I've fallen in love with this city. When my family moved here- I hated it at first. I had to leave all my friends. My girlfriend. I still think of Tiffany. She was a real bitch, but at the time I didn't care. We were together and she wasn't a bitch to me, so- instant love. But when I found new friends- I started to like this city. This part over the world-always summer. I like that. Cold really isn't my thing. I wonder if Kayla moved here for the same reason. It still is weird, that I know about her. About the real Kayla. Well, I mean- I don't know her real name, but that's not important. It's so weird, that almost 2 years ago- she was running away every single time she saw me. Now we are friends. And she trusts me.