‘You two go in while I park the car,’ said Zoe.
Quinn shepherded Josh to the enquiries desk at the outpatients department of Bundaberg hospital. ‘Josh Cooper,’ he said. ‘Here for his three-thirty with Ann Carter.’
The receptionist checked her computer. ‘Down the hall to room nine. Last on the right. I’ll let her know you’re here.’
Josh’s cheerful therapist beamed as they came in. ‘Hello Josh.’
He ignored her and started to fiddle with a wooden puzzle box on the table.
She turned her attention to Quinn. ‘I hope you’ll reconsider my offer of a live-in place for your brother at the Biala Special School It’s a fantastic opportunity for him to make friends, and the teachers there are terrific. They really understand kids like Josh. I can’t hold it forever.’
A mutinous-looking Josh began
