“Nobody asked ME if it was fine!” I growled.
“Oh, sorry,” Mike said cheerfully. “Is it fine, Ronald?”
“NO!” I growled again.
“Oh…jeez, I hate that,” he said. Then he pulled a chair up to the foot of my bed, where he could look directly at me. “So,” Mike continued, “who would like to get group started today? Any thoughts you have been thinking, any ponderings you want to share for discussion?”
“No!” I huffed.
“That’s all right, Ronald.” He smiled. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. This is your first group, so it’s fine if you observe and see how things work.”
The woman in her fifties cleared her throat. “I would like to say something.”
She turned to me. “Remember, I’m Doreen?”
I glared at her and said nothing.
“Well, I would just like to say,” she continued, after a bri
