The student didn't pester me again. When I went to my session with Dr. Knight the next day, Sebastian couldn't accompany me. He had been called to the police station. He fought me tooth and nail when I told him I could reschedule the appointment. So, there I was sitting in the waiting room, waiting for Dr. Knight to be done with the current patient.
The door creaked open and I looked up. Glances were shared between the two patients and Dr. Knight peered out to usher me in.
"Evie, how have you been?" he asked me warmly.
"I've been okay. What about you? You look positively exhausted this evening," I commented.
"It's my age, I think," he grumbled. "Working long days doesn't suit me anymore. Especially with patients who act like monkeys and don't finish my homework." I laughed as I pushed my hand into my bag.
