“Right. This is what they used to look like, but now they have newer ones that are safer. But this is my special thermometer and it measures how scared someone is feeling. I’m going to ask you some questions about things in your life and I want you to point at a place on the thermometer. If it was something that you don’t feel scared about at all, you would point to one. Like, your elevator, how do you feel about that?”

Cami stood up and pointed to the one.

“Perfect.”

“Now if it was something that scared you, the most scared you’ve ever been, then you’d point to ten. And how about if you were just kind of scared? Where would you point then?”

Cami pointed to the four.

“Yes! Okay. Are you ready to get started?”

Cami jumped around saying, “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” on each jump.

“Alright,” Opa said. “You might have to think about these, so you’ll want to stay still, okay?”

Cami stopped jumping.

“How do you feel about your mom?”

Cami pointed to the one.

“How do you feel about your dad?”

She pointed to the one again.

“How do you feel about Jana?”

She pointed to the one again.

“How do you feel about your teachers at school?”

She pointed to the one again. “This is a lot of ones,” Cami said.

“That’s good,” Opa said. “Is there anyone in your life who makes you feel scared? At school or at home or some place I haven’t mentioned?”

“No,” Cami said.

“Okay, good. So back to our thermometer. How do you feel about your new house?”

Cami pointed to the three, and then the six, and then the four. “I’m not sure.”

“That’s okay. I’m going to get another one of my doctor’s tools.” Opa brought out a very large, circular magnifying glass with a wooden handle, like in a cartoon.

“Oooh,” Cami said.

“I’m going to start down at your toes and move this all over your body, and I want you to let me know if that’s somewhere that you feel scared, okay? Will you sit down for me?”

Cami sat back down and Opa put the magnifying glass over one of Cami’s feet. When Opa leaned over, her necklace hung away from her body and her hair fell forward over the sides of her face. Cami batted a piece of Opa’s hair.

“Cami!” Izabel said.

Cami pulled her hand back.

“It’s okay,” Opa said. “Cami, when you think about the new house, and you feel scared, do you feel scared here?”

Cami shook her head.

Opa moved the magnifying glass up to her knee. “How about here?”

Cami shook her head again.

“You know what? This might work better if you hold the magnifying glass. Do you think you can do it?”

Cami nodded, and she took the magnifying glass from Opa.