Blackfeather Woods My Demons

Burke was glad his advise helped for the girl. He was wondering what her memory was about but he wasn't going to pry. He was mainly curious. A smile turned on the counselors lips. "I'm glad it helps," he returned to her. But Burke liked to keep in touch with the female about this. 

"Cyn, please stay in touch with me about this. How about you return to me in two weeks? Or any time you want to talk about it? Maybe if we talk about it more you can fight this voice in your head better," he offered. It actually wasn't an offer, more like a request because Burke found it quite interesting himself to fight this voice in her head.