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should have known that it was only a matter of time before it fell, but I wasn’t prepared. I was so not prepared,” Kelly said while shaking her head, trying to gather her thoughts.
    “Last night, I noticed that he kept looking for excuses not to go to bed. When I asked him about it, he said that he wasn’t tired, but that was clearly a lie. If I had blown on him too hard, he would have fallen over, so I ordered him to bed, and he immediately started crying. I tried to calm him down, but he just grabbed me, and kept repeating that he was sorry.
    He said that he was sorry for being a bad son and not being able to remember. He seems to think that his amnesia is the cause of all of this. I tried to tell him that it wasn’t, but he just kept crying and apologizing. He then said that every time he tries to remember anything from the past, he feels intense fear, and then guilt, shame and regret, so I told him not to force it, but he’s not listening. He said that he won’t stop trying even if it kills him, because he doesn’t want the other Cody to hurt me. What the hell am I supposed to say to that?” she said, and then took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself.
    “The only thing that you can do is reassure him that everything will be alright. It is essential that he doesn’t feel inferior or fearful of these personality shifts, because if it is in fact another identity, it could potentially strengthen its presence.”
    “Strengthen its presence!”
    “Yes. You must understand that if this is truly a second identity, then it is as much a part of Cody as the one that just left the room. That is why I had you meet me at a hospital instead of my office. It is time that I meet this other Cody, and considering that he is a wildcard and we do not understand what is causing his presence, it is best to do it in a safe and adequately staffed environment that has a medical doctor on hand. Now, let’s put on our braves faces. Your son is coming down the hall.”
    Quickly, Kelly wiped her eyes, and then put on her sunglasses for good measure, while Dr. Cruson delivered a warm smile to the approaching boy.
    “Now that the guest of honor has returned, we can get down to business. Are you ready to get started?” he asked, and Cody gave a firm nod.
    Dr. Cruson then led them down the hall to room 106 where a petite, no-nonsense looking woman was waiting for them.
    “Hello, my name is Sylvia, and I’m a psychiatric nurse practitioner. I’ll be assisting Dr. Cruson today, and your family physician, Dr. Neiman, will be on standby as well. Largely, this will go the same as every other session with Dr. Cruson. The only difference is that I will be present and taking notes. Hopefully, by the end of this session we will have a better understanding of what’s going on and then go from there,” Sylvia said, before turning directly to Cody, and giving him a smile no one would have guessed she was capable of producing.
    “How does that sound to you? Does that sound like a plan?” she asked. Cody merely nodded, and then looked at his therapist for guidance.
    “Well, now that that’s all settled, I’m going to turn the floor over to Dr. Cruson.”
    “Thank you, Sylvia,” Dr. Cruson said, and then turned to his patient, “Cody, as I explained to your mother a short while ago, I would like to meet who you call the other Cody. I understand that so far he has only come out at night, but I would like to test if his appearance is tied to your sleep cycle. So, we have set up a secure environment for you to rest, and possibly reveal this other Cody to us. How do you feel about that?”
    Though his facial expression didn’t change, one look at Cody’s eyes presented the feelings of sheer terror within.
    “I really would rather not, but I’m willing to do anything to get better. If this is what it takes, then I’ll do it,” he said with words more sure than he felt.
    “I guarantee that you will be perfectly safe here.