Chapter Eleven
Dr Ramsey – Session One
The neutral cream shades inside Dr. Ramsey’s office seemed to soothe her in a blanket of calm, much as they had always done. The carpet was nearly white, and the couches, the walls and the chairs were lustrous shades of cream with just subtle variations in the fabrics: a little stripe in the client’s couch, a plaid in four shades of pale on Dr. Ramsey’s easy chair. Everything in the room was perfectly executed to coordinate; the few accents were several large potted ferns and simple abstract paintings on the walls. Even the paintings’ muted pastels matched the color scheme that had been designed by a woman whose business was to offer her clients serenity when they might have little of it in the rest of their lives.
Sylvia Ramsey was as serene as
