Edie
I hated the doctor's. I avoided them whenever I could. I have always fantasised the thought of becoming a nurse, however, when it came to being the patient, I was definitely not a fan.
A sat in the waiting room, making faces at Mason as we waited to be called back. The office was bustling, but Mason didn't seem to mind, nor did I. I actually enjoyed the commotion. When clinic's are quiet, creepy and eerie, like something is definitely going to go wrong and you'd wished you wouldn't have been there at all.
I didn't take long for Mason to lose interest in me and find comfort in sleep instead. I sat there, feeling just as exhausted and worn as every day this week. I barely made it to this appointment, the thought of driving more than I had to was nearly crippling.
"Edith?" A woman
