His words had stirred her, positively, and for that he was glad. When a sane person made a mistake, they usually ended up feeling remorseful about it. Typically, people punished themselves more than anyone else did, depending on the mistake. He knew Wanda had beat herself up a lot for what had happened, and he was happy she had come through that tunnel of self-loathing in one piece. Many people spiraled down and never got out. "You’re welcome, I don't give them out freely." Russ said as he moved around his desk and sat in the leather seat adjacent to Wanda's. "You’re a healthy, and I think, happier woman, and the credit for that lies mostly on you. I hope you remember that."
Urge smiled as he thought on her problem; it was actually a common one. Most people didn't really think things like this through. They spent so much time worried about what they were going to say and how the other person was going to react, they didn't think about the details. Well, in this case, the devil was in the details, so to speak. "I think you should write to them, each set of parents. Simple e-mails about how you want to talk to them and I'll give you some days I'm available. You can give them the list and they can get with me about what works for them. We can do the meetings here, or outside, whatever everyone is comfortable with," Urge explained. It was much nicer to do something like this as opposed to ambushing people during their days. "This is the hard part Wanda, mustering the courage to face these people. I'm very happy that you think you're ready."