Sandy reminded herself to count to ten and breathe and jotted down a note. Self-reports family permanently unavailable. She envisioned the colts and fillies that had come before Gabe, nervous, aloof, scared, annoyed. Playing with toys and hiding under the table. Anything to avoid confrontation. Countless times, she had sat in here with them and calmly spoken to them, slowly but surely drawing them out of their shell. They were always so honest, so... pure. 