Zowie shrugged and then started to pick at a thread on the jacket, stopping suddenly when she remembered that it wasn't hers. "I love to read books, my brother never saw the point to them, he got rid of all my books." She said it softly but loud enough to hear if you were paying attention. She sighed softly and tapped her fingers on her knee looking at Daniel out of the corner of her eye.
"I'm not a little girl." She said sharply, straightening her back as she sat there, intent on proving she wasn't some broken little thing crying her eyes out over nothing. "He told me that I was beautiful, that what I had should be shared...he was so nice to me..no one had ever been so nice." She sighed and scowled at herself. Why was she telling on him? If this doctor knew he might do something about it. "I never told anyone and I don't feel like telling you now. I won't get him in trouble, he's scary when he's mad." Zowie said firmly and twisted the ring on her finger as she bit the inside of her cheek.