Dr. Rother leaned back in her chair, the leather groaning as she shifted. “Like, what actually happened, or is this like a ‘See? You didn’t die’ kind of a question?” Dr. Rother cocked her head, and Brynna sighed. “It’s not like anyone went into the water. I just sat on a log for a little bit.” She chewed the inside of her cheek, studying the bright green fern just to the left of the doctor’s ear. Dr. Rother moved her chair an inch to the left, so she was once again in Brynna’s full view. “And what did your friends say?” Brynna shrugged and looked at her sneakers. “Nothing, really.” “Did they ask why you weren’t joining in? Did they want you to hang out with them?” Brynna looked away, trying to find something in the tiny office that she hadn’t studied extensively in one of her previous sessions.
