After a minute of gently rubbing David’s back, Jake said, “I think I should make you an appointment with a therapist. You went through hell and I can’t just make it go away.”
It was a good idea. “You don’t need it?” He knew Jake hadn’t been in the warehouse for very long and wasn’t mistreated the same way. Besides, the worst of the ordeal for David was the ever-present terror that he would bond with Roger, something to which Jake couldn’t relate.
“Not like you do. Maybe to be on the safe side I’ll go for a few sessions with my old therapist since it reminded me a little of last time.”
David wanted something to distract from his nightmare. “There was another time?”