Do you know why?

[Pause]

Mack: Dark Daddy made me feel scared. His face looked funny.

Faber: What did you see?

Mack: A shadow. It was moving towards me. Every time the light hit it I could see Dark Daddy. He was waiting to come out.

Kincaid: Look at me now, Mack, and tell me what you see.

[Pause]

Mack: I see Daddy, of course.

Kincaid: Do I seem angry or upset?

Mack: No. You look like always.

Kincaid: And who’s this?

[Points to Dr. Faber]

Mack: Daddy.

Kincaid: You realize there can’t be two daddies in the room, Mack. It’s impossible.

Mack: Sometimes it gets confusing. It’s been like that for a long time now.

[Pause]

Kincaid: Do you know what Fregoli syndrome is, Mack?

Mack: Dr. Faber tried to explain it to me once. He said it’s what makes Daddy come.

Kincaid: Sort of. It’s a delusional misidentification syndrome. There are lots of them. The one you have makes you think that everyone you see is your father. Sometimes people’s faces seem to change. Sometimes you think he’s in disguise. But he’s always there, isn’t he, your daddy? He’s everywhere.

Mack: Daddy comes when I need him. That’s what daddies do.

Faber: Even Dark Daddy?

[Pause]

Mack: That’s my own fault. I shouldn’t ever be bad. Then Daddy wouldn’t have to get cross.

Faber: Does he get angry very often?

Mack: Not really. Just when I can’t remember things and my head feels full. Then I usually get confused and do stupid things.

Faber: Can you remember a time when Daddy was really nice to you?

Mack: Course I can.

Faber: What happened?

Mack: He saved me, didn’t he?

Faber: From what?

Mack: From the light that creeps beneath the door…

[Pause]

Kincaid: I’m not sure I understand…

Mack: The man was shining his light, looking for me. Daddy caught him and made him go away.

Kincaid: I’m a little confused. You initially said he saved you from the light…Now you’ve changed it slightly. Did your daddy protect you from a man?

Mack: Yes…but it was mostly the light. That’s what I remember.

Kincaid: Why do you think that is?

Mack: Because it was the light that scared me. I knew it would show me something bad.

Faber: Can you remember how it made you feel?

Mack: Course I can. It made me feel sick. I could see it underneath the door, moving around like an eye. It was yellow and sickly and I remember thinking that if I reached down and touched it, it would be hot.

Faber: How old were you when this happened?

Mack: I don’t remember.

Faber: How old are you now?

Mack: Nine, I think.