[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

[color=teal]"Yeah... And thanks."[/color] Carrying her bag, Jess let out a slight breathless laugh. [color=teal]"Next time, I'll try not to blow things out of proportion again. All things considered, it went pretty well."[/color]

Next time... The mixed feelings came back, and not just because of her empathic nature. As great as it had been to see her mom, Roxy's uneasiness had been there in the background the entire time. With it came guilt on Jess' part. Maybe they could both think of a way to make things easier for the next visit. Maybe they'd have some good advice on how to do so.

[color=teal]"Roxy..."[/color] Jess inhaled deeply, looking the anchor in the eye, and spoke. Her voice, while still soft, didn't hold as much as a nervous tremor as it had throughout the first few days. [color=teal]"I'm sorry if I came across badly at first. This counselling service... I know it won't fix everything, but maybe it'll make things easier. For both of us."[/color]

It seemed asking for help was something both she and Roxy needed to learn to do.