It felt like a garden that had been left untended. Overgrown, yes. Wild, absolutely. But still there. Still capable of growth.
Her counselor, Dr. Ramesh, was already there. He wasn't scribbling on a notepad or staring at a clock. He was just sitting, calmly, as if he had all the time in the world. thriveworks counseling & psychiatry woodstock
When she got home, Mark was making dinner. He looked up, nervous. "Well?" It felt like a garden that had been left untended
Nora hung her wet coat on the hook. "I have homework," she said. And she smiled—a real, tired, genuine smile. thriveworks counseling & psychiatry woodstock