Chapter 34Josh sat in the armchair and waited for Dr. Brinkwater. After several weekly sessions, he still couldn’t figure it out. Something bothered him. Not the upholstery, soft enough yet firm, this couldn’t be it. Maybe the proportions were too low, or long, or straight in the back. No matter how he arranged himself, he found no comfort in this chair.
When Dr. Brinkwater came in, she, too, sat in one just like it across from him. This explained a lot. Having to sit there all day long, no wonder she was edgy. Ignoring him again, she looked out the window at the desert willow. He was used to her distraction and didn’t mind. It was better this way.
She finally turned to him. “Let’s do a little exercise. Imagine your life without the curse. What would it be like?”
This one surprised him.
