CHAPTER 33: Childhood

— LIA —

MY HANDS are cold and sweaty at the same time while I am waiting for the hospital staff to call my name. I asked Kelleon the other day if I could see a therapist for the reason that I wanted to get over my fear of guns.

He was more than willing to accompany me to the therapist. He put much effort into this. Kelleon even looked for the best therapist he could find and booked an appointment for me.

"Mi amor," he called me.

I turned my head to him. "Hmm?"

"Mama called me earlier," he said. "She asked me about when I'm...