CPOV

Dr. Parsons is one of two therapists of Alice that she actually liked. The other one she had when she was eight and had problems with bullying. I don't know what it is about her Alice likes, but I do know that she's very kind and understanding.

After Alice had left the dinner table and Esme had said she was giving up. I lost my appetite and put my dishes in the sink. I work in the emergency room of the main hospital in Seattle, so I always drop Alice off to her therapy sessions. Esme stays at home because its hard to find a job you can transfer with often.

Alice was dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a purple hoodie, her grey eyes showing no emotion. Silently we went to my mercedes for the 15 minute drive to the hospital.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her in an attempt to make conversation. When she didn't reply I glanced to the passenger seat and immediently noticed her eyes moving rapidly back and forth. She was having a 'vision'. I waited for her to return to the present.

"What did you see, Honey?"

Alice shifted awkwardly in her seat, "Nothing Dad, it was just- nevermind."

"You can tell me anything you know. I'm your father after all."

"It was nothing Dad!" she said with more force this time, "Just a little flicker of Biloxi, that's all!"

"Okay, okay. Calm down. Maybe you need mood stabilizers too."

I regretted saying that a millisecond after it left my mouth. We both knew very well her mother was bi-polar and she had a good chance of inheriting it. Maybe this was the first symptoms of it.

We arrived at the hospital and Alice went to therapy without a goodbye and I went to my shift in the ER. An hour later Dr. Parsons approached me.

Dr. Parsons is a beautiful woman, blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes. I know Alice is jealous. She thinks she looks very bland with black hair and grey eyes.

"I have some news about Alice" she said.

This isn't going to be good, I thought. Being a doctor myself I knew that when they said they have news, nine chances out of ten its not good. "What's wrong?" I breathed.

Dr. Parsons closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Her mental state is much worse than we thought."