“Okay, well I need a cup of coffee to wash all this s**t down…” Phoenix says getting up, and going towards the kitchen. “ALONE…” She commands Mason who was standing to walk behind her. Its not like Phoenix didn’t believe her mother of course she did. She sees dead people, her father and she watched how Mason changed from a cat into well Mason, she needs nothing else to convince her. She just was still skeptical in a way, or maybe she was trying to persuade herself not to believe in all of it. Maybe it was a stage of grief that she was going through or a really bad dream. She pinches herself slightly, switching the pot on. She stands watching the pot as if it were to boil faster. As she looks deeper into the pot, the stainless steel holds a reflection, in her background she sees two people.
