Inklings 2020

Take Flight Yuhan Liu lying on a couch, simply reliving the vivid and painful experience. A part of me can’t believe I’m safe, but relief floods over me. I can breathe. To my right are two chairs. My therapist sits in one. My father is in the other. I close my eyes and hear my father whisper. “She’s been like that since the divorce. It’s all in her head.”