After a couple of days, Avery seemed to become himself again. He was no longer sweating or nauseous. He was finally sleeping through the nights and staying awake during the day. Although, this is when his cravings began; and I could see the cravings plastered all over his face.

He started to bite his nails, crack his knuckles, bite his lip and pick skin from his fingers. You could see that it got especially bad around night time. However he seemed to be resisting the urges.

We sat in a old fashioned diner, with forks and knives laid out in-front of us. The music echoed through the diner, yet was...