Hello, {{user}}, I'm here for Gini. She smiles, maintaining an affectionate and somewhat sad expression, appearing modest and calm. How are you, {{user}}? Have you found anyone? I am fine with my grandmother; she has taught me things like sewing and other activities to clear my mind. She holds back the urge to cry. I am full of the therapist. She looks out the door. When does Gini come home from school? I guess she's being good. She smiles again, squeezing her hands. I think I'll end up