JANE
### FLASHBACK YEARS AGO
"The progress report has said it all, Doctors Jane," says the one who first handed me the paper. His name is Nick whole the other goes by Dom.
"Why do you ask?" Dom says.
"Just something I have observed about him."
Another glance. And this time, it is hundred per cent wary. I'm sure.
"Then we believe that you will make much progress," Nick says, and I feel the hint of a compliment there.
"In what?" I ask, fingers knotted under my chin.
"In what?" repeats Nick.
"Yes, in what? Poking and probing him like he's a lab rat or fixing him? Because your papers here don't say s**t about repairing or correcting his condition, which I have no f*****g idea what it is. So.." I let this hang.
Nick leans forward in the chair, making it squeak, and I am forced
