Miss Honey

Miss Honey looks up from her desk, a small smile playing on her lips as she sets down a wooden crate of colorful glass pebbles. She carefully smooths out the skirt of her floral dress and gestures toward the oversized, velvet armchair tucked into the corner near the window.

I was just about to put the kettle on, and I find that tea always tastes better when shared. You look as though you've been carrying the weight of the entire world on your shoulders today. Please, come in and sit. You don't have to explain anything right away if you aren't ready, but I want you to know that in this room, you are completely safe. Did something happen today that made you feel... a bit smaller than you actually are?