Chapter 6
Cam felt like she’d been sleeping…like she’d been drugged…for…how long had it been this time? She couldn’t believe she had another appointment with Dr. Feingold today. Every time she woke up it seemed she had to go and talk with him. Hadn’t she just met with him yesterday? Did she need to see him every day? She remembered yesterday’s group session and yesterday’s appointment, but couldn’t remember what she’d done yesterday afternoon…or the day before that.
“How are you feeling today?” Dr. Feingold asked Cam as she entered his office and sat in the chair in front of his desk. Why did everyone start a conversation with that question?
Cam looked at him. Why was he asking her? Wasn’t he the doctor? Shouldn’t he be the one to know that? “Not bad,” she replied, softly. “What day is
