"It's not wrong of you to tell them that you don't know." Dr. Moore pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. "An alternative to 'I don't know' is a 'we'll see'. It groups you and the questioning party together and put you on the same side."
"I guess." I sighed.
Noah started to pull his lunch out, placing it on the desk. "You don't mind if we eat here, do you?"
Dr. Moore laughed. "No problem." He pulled a drawer open and pulled out a brown-sacked lunch. "I eat in here too."
"You don't eat with the other teachers and stuff?" Noah asked.
He shook his head, opening his lunch. "I like to stay in my office when you kiddos have your breaks. You never know who might come by unannounced."
"Do a lot of students come by?" I asked, wanting to know.
He raised an eyebrow. "Define 'a lot'?"
I shrugged. I just wanted to know if there were more kids like me, struggling, and needed the help of a therapist.
