"You're right," Kinbott nodded. She crossed one leg over the other. "I read the notes from your school counselor about the incident at your old school."
Andy curled into herself. "They were bullying my brother."  She grew defensive.
"So your response is to dump piranhas into a pool?"
"Wednesday did that."
"But you helped."
Andy's gaze darkened slightly. "I love my family. I'll do anything to protect them. Even if it means getting in trouble.
Dr.  Kinbott stared at her for a minute before smiling. "Yes, I can see that. I can also see that you're more reserved than your family. You keep quiet. Why do you think that is?"
"Because I care too much about what people think while they don't care at all." 
Her response came out quicker than she expected. Dr. Kinbott stared at her again with the typical therapist gaze, like she was trying to figure her out. "You do things because you think you have to to keep happy."
Andy didn't respond.  
"You let your sister take the lead on things because you're afraid if you say no, she'll be mad at you." 
"I understand that you're a therapist but I don't like being read like a book." She said bitterly.
"It's kind if my job," the woman responded in a gentle voice.  She shook her head. "I don't think you're a bad person, Andy. I think you just lose control of your own life. It happens to everyone. My job is to help you gain knowledge on what you want to do with your life. To help you understand who you are. What do you want to be in life, Andy?"
There was a plethora of things she could've answered with, but Andy wasn't sure how to answer properly. "Normal."
"Normal," Kinnott repeated, then shook her head. "What does normal mean to you, Andy?"
She stared at her in silence. "That I can myself without being judged."
Dr. Kinbott didn't respond that time. She wrote the statement down on her notebook.












When her session was over, Andy left the room and Wednesday went in. Their eyes locked as they passed by each other. Leaving the building, Andy quickly ran and hid on the other side of the building to wait for Wednesday. She thought about how much she stuck out like a sore thumb in her all black Nevermore uniform. Her skin was pale like the rest of her family's. Her hair was pitch black. Jericho was a town of judgment against outcasts. Just being in the atmosphere gave her anxiety.
After a while of waiting, she heard a whistle come from above her. Andy looked up to see Wednesday on the roof and she slid down the fire exit. "How was your session?" 
"We'll talk about it later. Let's go!" Wednesday dismissed and quickly dragged the girl with her across the street. When they weren't paying attention, Wednesday accidentally bumped into a man carrying a crate of apples. She fell into her sister's arms. "Wednesday? Wednesday!" Andy called out in fear.
When she touched her sister's arm, she was suddenly sucked into a vision. Andy saw a man driving a truck — he was looking at his phone and when he looked back up, his truck was suddenly on the side of the road and flipped over,  indicating that he had been in a wreck. 
Seemingly at the same time, the sisters were brought back to reality and Andy screamed, releasing Wednesday and she quickly stood up, looking around in fear.
"Who let you out?" The man they bumped into sneered. "You goddamn weirdos."  He sneered at them. 
Glaring at him, Wednesday's grabbed her arm and dragged her to the coffee shop.