A few days has past, abd Trish was slowly opening up. Everyone let her take her time, she still jumped at times and screamed when she didn't know they were trying to help her. She still would no talk, she felt like she needed permission, she wished they would just understand. She tried to help cook today, humming to herself as she brought out pans from the cabinet, she put them on the stove and turned to cut one side on, she put butter garlic chopped tomatoes and chopped mushrooms in the pan, a little bit of lemon juice, she put chopped chicken and some chopped green pepper in the pan as well, she wasn't sure if anyone would like this, she was just making it up as she went, when done with the cooking, she placed everything on the tables, she rung a bell that was on a table in the living ro
