My therapist says anger is a cover-up emotion. That it’s easier to feel angry than it is to feel other things like pain. Maybe she’s onto something. I shuffle Jo in my arms. I hate it when she’s like this. I hate it even more when it’s because of me. Maybe it’s time I opened up to my therapist. I’m scared. More scared than I’ve ever been. But for Jo, maybe I can stop running. No more hiding. I have to face this. For Jo.