It was the A.C.

Mr Crown, even though he had a cold look on the entire time, seemed to want to help. When we got to his office, he had me sit in the visitors chair and put on the A.C.. He also gave me water and had me take a couple of deep breaths. Those deep breaths were amazing. They made me feel a whole lot better.

Mr Crown took his time to help me calm down first and then jump right into the problem.

Mr Crown: Miss, what happened to?

Me: Nothing. Nothing happened.

Mr Crown: That can't be right. I know you probably do not like me, but I promise to be a good counselor and forget everything as soon as you walk out that door.

Me: . ..

Mr Crown: So, can you tell me what's wrong?

Me: Ok.

Mr Crown: Just start wherever you are comfortable at.

Me: I was molested...

Mr Crown: Oh my. Are you ok?

Mr Crown quickly walked to my side and knelt in front of me.

Mr Crown: Have you seen the doctor? Been to the police?

Me: No. No, it didn't happen recently. It happened when I was young.