“Good, then. Think about the questions you’d like to answer ‘I don’t know’ to. Write them all down. That’s your homework. See you again next week.”
“Will five sessions be enough?”
“I don’t know,” she said, looking at him brightly. “They might be. They might not. We’ll talk about it when the time comes.”
* * *
“What’s wrong with your cleaning lady?” asked Verbovszky when she came to remove his leftover food. She was safe delivering his dinner now because her husband had taken the kids to see his parents. Though neither of them was too excited about it, he coaxed them into it anyway. The boy was promised the opportunity to play with his grandparents’ dog. And her husband made a pact with Adele, that if she behaved nicely, she could go to her classmate’s party on Saturday night, and he’d
