I didn’t understand why they were in a therapy group. They all seemed so normal.
‘Can I be excused to go to the restroom?” I asked Amanda, anticipating that she was likely to call on me again soon.
I had no compunction about using my bladder problems as an excuse to get myself a break from a conversation that I had zero interest in. Plus, it was a tactic I’d already used successfully with Amanda before.
“Of course,” Amanda said.
That response didn’t sit well with the other girls, who apparently hadn’t been given the same luxury of being able to step away from the therapy session whenever they asked. A few of the grumbled about how that wasn’t fair.