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It is about 2:00 on a sunny day. Rock has been fed and has gone to the bathroom and Page is sitting on her bed staring at her collection of crystals that she keeps on her dresser next to her journals. Before breakfast she wrote her latest entry in her journal and has selected a few pages she wants to share with Elizabeth on their next session coming up on Friday. She notices the mail from yesterday that she placed on her desk and remembers there was something from her father she forgot to open. She holds the envelope in her hand and looks at his beautiful penmanship and the doodles he has drawn on the envelope before she opens it. There are stick figures of a man and a little girl with long ponytails like she used to wear her hair. In another corner there is a man holding a kite and a girl pointing at the sky. There is a sun and a beach. His envelopes always look like art she could frame.

She is not ready to open the letter from Spike, her father. She is also going back and forth about whether or not she will tell Elizabeth about him. When she asked in their session Page shook her head and she was thankful that Elizabeth didn't push her. To talk about Spike she knew she would have to tell her that it's her fault that he is in prison. That a man is dead because of her. She wasn't ready to go into that with Elizabeth yet but she knew she would have to eventually. Page puts the envelope back down on her desk when she hears her phone ringing.