I sort of panicked and I felt my knees start to shake. My reaction of panic left Ms. Taylor saddened and embarrassed.“I’m so sorry Luke...230;.I’m just so desperate.” My hormones started to come and I found my voice. “No no Violet! I’m willing to help you. I was just a little thrown off that’s all. This is perfectly normal. You’re sick and you need me to help you. So I can help you.” Violet’s face instantly lit up.“Thank you so much. A part of him seemed more alive. Bloomed, I would be tempted to say. But that same part of him, once opened up, seemed to keep him from sleeping easily and quietly. On Earth, he had 'active dreams', beyond what I would call normal, though I'm obviously not qualified to draw conclusions from that observation. In space, those nights became much more frequent. He became physically less energetic during the day. Coming to rest more quickly, often content to sit perfectly still and reflective for. It's okay." She told the girl. "Totally honest mistake, now that I think about it. Why wouldn't you think that?' Mari quieted. "Andy and I aren't lovers. At least ..." Her eyes came to meet mine. "... at least we haven't, ... not really. Not in person." She finally added.I stood."Come. We need a moment to regroup, I think." I grabbed my shirt and held it out for my mother, who stuck her arms in and buttoned that one button again. I held Mari's shirt out for her as well and tied the knot for. ”“I’m in therapy.”“Is that a good thing?”“Maybe. I don’t know. I go and he tries to make me think about my life. I asked him last week why all the men I care about leave me. He said I determine my reality by what I focus on. So I asked, what if the pain is the only thing there is?”“What did he say?”“Something about deflecting.” She sighed. “Do you remember when I left?”“Not much.” I looked at her. She seemed to be waiting. “I remember sitting on the bed as you screamed at me. You left. I went.