The case of the therapist.

The room fell in stunned silence, as if the very air had been stolen. Some clutched at their chests or mouths, as though physically bracing themselves against the weight of the revelation while others stood statue-still.

To most, it was unthinkable that a child of eleven could do something so horrific.

"What do you mean by saying that an eleven year old child pushed you down the stairs and murdered? Did he really do it intentionally? We are talking about a kid, right? I have so many questions racing in my mind." Grandma Mayfair blinked rapidly.

"It's exactly like I said before, I was murdered by a child." Doctor America spoke with firmness, pressing firmness on the word murdered.

"Goodness gracious! Was he mentally ill or something?" Claire leaned forward.

This was her conclusion because doctor America was well known for her work with troubled teens. She had a good reputation in her ability to reform them.