Dr. Hart

   Dr. Hart's office smelled like peppermint tea and old books. 

   Sophie twisted a tissue in her hands. 

   "When Evan asked for space, I felt like i was fourteen again." She said.

   " Like I was sitting in that hospital hallway waiting for my dad to come back."

   Dr. Hart nodded.

   "That makes sense. Your nervous system learned that silence means danger."

   "So, what do I do with that?" Sophie asked.

   "You pause," Dr. Hart said.

   "You breath. You choose a response that protects both of you and the relationship."

   Sophie thought about the mirror.

   About the way it waited for her when things got loud.

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[Yellow Submarine.]

I am very interested in what the mirror means to Sophie.