Alison's POV
"Did you enjoy your day off?" Roberta asked as she walked up to me, beaming with smiles.
"If there's anything like a stressed, relaxed person, then it's me," I replied.
"What happened?" she asked, leaning against my treatment table.
I didn't want to talk about my situation with Vandyke; she's no blabbermouth, but this is our workplace, and colleagues can be very dangerous sometimes. You never know what will cause the beans to spill in the wrong place.
"That reminds me, did you hear that Ralph Vandyke was attacked again over the weekend?" she asked me.
Did I hear? I was there, thank God no pictures were taken. I can't afford another scandal at this time of the year.
"Yeah... yeah, I read about it on the internet."
"It's so scary at this point, is he alright?" She asked
