s uri was disappointed but not surprised when the Goldfeders failed to show up for their next appointment. She had kind of been hoping that seven days’ worth of reasoned contemplation would bring Nechi Goldfeder to her senses or at least make her open to consider possibilities but Shaul had laughed when she’d mentioned this hope (leaving out names of course). Shaul who was the most reasonable person she knew.
“People don’t want to hear that a daughter of theirs has some psychiatric issue that will take a lot of effort to control and that they’ll have to hide from their friends. Speech therapy is nice polite. Safe. Everyone goes to speech therapy.”
Suri reached across the table to clear his dinner plate. She had her seniors’ group in another hour though if it were up to her she’d spend the evening curled up in bed. “Wasn’t so long ago that even speech therapy carried a stigma” she said as she stood up.
“Yeah well mental-health problems have a much bigger stigma and I don’t see it going away so fast.”