Chapter 15December 2nd
“How have you been, Corey? Have you had any panic attacks since our last meeting, any new nightmares?” Dr. Wagner reclined in her comfortable chair across from me, her body relaxed over the cushioned arm, her notes balanced on its edge. I followed her lead and allowed myself to sit comfortably, uncrossing my legs and tucking one foot underneath me instead.
“No panic attacks at all,” I answered, propping my chin on my fist. The room was bright and smelled lovely. Like fresh flowers, maybe, not like Pine-Sol. I took a few deep breaths of the calming scent. “A couple of nightmares, the same as usual, but none that woke my parents up, which is an improvement.” I forced a smile for Dr. Wagner’s benefit. “No screaming, yay.”
Those dreams that woke my parents were either
