Chapter Fourteen
Amelia had dragged herself out of the house. She had thought of telling a white lie and using her babysitting duties as an argument to get out of tonight. She’d heard Cindy’s choir sing before. It wasn’t really something to give up an evening in the couch for. But Cindy was Amelia’s friend, too. And Amelia had barely been out at all this week. She no longer had therapy to go to. She’d only been to soccer practice, which had been an even bigger dud than last time, because this week, even the coach, Kate, had been absent. They’d played a lackluster game of three against three, making Amelia wonder about the future of the team. If the Darlings’ numbers were already dwindling, how could she ever hope to put together a brand-new team?
Nor had Amelia contacted the new psychiat
