CHAPTER FIFTEEN
‘Where do you want to start today?’ Georgie was struck by how much like her counsellor she’d just sounded. At a guess, she’d had about ten counselling sessions since her initial discharge from hospital, and around half of those had kicked off with that very question.
Sit down. There’s the water and tissues. Help yourself. Take off your shoes if you’d be more comfy. Where do you want to start today, Georgie? Don’t feel like talking? Did you do your homework this week? How have you been sleeping? Have you cut back on the drinking?
But in this bizarre role reversal, Georgie was the one asking the questions. And it was the teen sitting opposite whose bloodshot eyes eclipsed a pallid face.
She added, ‘You said you want to do this, but remember there’s no pressure, Ally, and
