Yes, of course I was still worried! He just seemed to be so uptight and quiet. If there was one thing I knew about Mr. Wonka, it was that he was not a very quiet man. But this was different. He would just sit there and stay silent. He didn't talk much anymore. I decided to try and help him with his problem.
"Hey, are you feeling any better?"
He sat on his bed, not speaking. He just stared off into space.
"Aw, I'm sorry you feel this way. I'm going to try to help though. Here, I read that this is supposed to help with anxiety and stress. We will need to shut the door so nothing gets out though. Ok, now I want you to lie down."
"What will this do?"
"Just trust me on this one. It will help get a lot of the pressure off your mind."
He did as I said and lied down on his bed.
"Ok, now I have to put this on your forehead."
"How is this going to…"
"Shhh, don't speak. Ok, just hold still… good! Ok, now I need to put this powder between your eyes."
"This is stupid, I don't feel anything."
"I haven't started yet, I'm just setting up. Now I need to take this incense and light it."
I lit the stick and the smoke slowly poured into the room.
"Ok, now I have to place this on your chest. This little bottle contains a liquid which will act with the incense and will put you into a sort of trance. The stone on your head might start to feel warm to you, but that is just to comfort your main temple to relax you."
I put a drop of it on his chest and a second later I could see that it was really working. He started to close his eyes.
"Can you hear me?"
"Yes."
"Ok. Now I want you to tell me what is wrong."
"Everything."
"More specific, please."
"My baby. I'm afraid I can't raise her properly."
"Yes you can. You are a great father."
"No I'm not."
I took his shoes off and put more of the liquid from the bottle on the very bottom of them. This was supposed to relax him from the bottom up and the top down. It worked that way, too.
"Anything else?"
"Yeah. My wife."
"What about me? I mean… her."
"I'm afraid that she is putting too much pressure on herself. I want to take it all on me."
"No, you can't do that. She is very afraid for you. She thinks you are going to hurt yourself. Please don't do this to yourself."
"Okay."
"Will you lie back a little?"
"Yes. I promise."
"Good. Now I want you to tell me everything else that is wrong. We have time."
I felt bad for him when I heard the rest.