Jesse grabbed his car key ten minutes after Julian had left. "Come on, we have a session that we can't be late for," he said as he made his way to the door.
I sat there in confusion of what was happening. Jesse turned back, "Come on now, we really don't have much time to waste," he said again with a sigh. "See, our prior arrangement still stands. Our sessions will be everywhere but here until you are comfortable enough to be in a professional setting without getting worked up or uneasy because it reminds you of a terrible memory," he said in form of explanation.
I don't remember telling him any of that but he seemed to have figured it out. I hoisted by backpack on my shoulder and walked out of the door. "I never said any of that," I said over my shoulder as Jesse locked his office door.
