I looked up at her to see some tears slowly fall from her eyes. I cupped her cheek slowly rubbing her cheek with my thumb. She hiccupped a little but her tears did not increase. I knew she was holding a lot in. It was clear in her eyes. I pulled her in and held her. We stayed there for a bit before I continued my story. "So, St. Mungos was an interesting experience. Instead of being berated, mocked, and feared. I was actually approached by a nurse and she thanked me."