Lie to Me: When One Door Closes
“Oh?” asked Dr. Fowler as if Haley had just told him she made toast for breakfast.
Haley drew her knees up to her chest and dropped her head into her lap.
“Who did you kill?” asked Dr. Fowler, even though he’d already read her records and knew she’d been involved in a fatal car accident and that her mother had been killed on the scene. He knew exactly who Haley thought she’d murdered. However, he also knew that his young patient had to express herself and get it off her chest. The only way for him to help her see the accident was no more than an accident was to verbally and emotionally process it.
Haley had started crying again and her whole body shook with each sob.
“I don’t understand,” Dr. Fowler repeated, “Who did you kill?”
“My parents,” Haley whispered.