By Dr Margaret Nakhid-Chatoor
(For Joel – not his real name, 6 years old, who lost both his parents to a murder/suicide which he had witnessed)
His tiny hands clenched into a fist as I opened my hands to greet him. His eyes pierced mine, defiant! He challenged me to rebuke him, as many had done, for his unwelcome. I smiled. He glared! I questioned. He frowned. Silence. Crouched into a corner, he watched my every move.