The weeks in group therapy flew by. It took a while for Naomi to get comfortable talking about her father. When she did mention him, she didn’t tell them how the Sutherland camp had framed him. Surprisingly, when she shared her story, the others were polite and supportive; even Tori managed to find a kind word to say to her.
She’d anticipated that the others would take time warming up to her. Not Ellen, though. Ellen had spilled her entire life story during the ride home after the first session. At the following group session, Ellen had hugged Naomi tightly, as if she were her best friend. Naomi had the funny feeling that Ellen had had few friends in her life.
What Naomi hadn’t anticipated was that she would actually look forward to the sessions. She found herself taking extra care in se
