“I don’t know, Rod. I think you’re a much better group facilitator. They respect you and you’re so conscientious with them. I’m just not you.”
“I see.” He sighed.
“Rod, what happened tonight?’ Time was ticking as Nic noticed the doctor walk past the door for the third time. Every time he passed he was looking down at his watch. He needed to work on the subtlety of his “subtle cues.”
Rod finally looked up at Nic. “I called my dad.”
Shit. That explained a lot. The same dad that thought Rod would have been better off dead, dad? Rod had wanted to try to win back his father’s admiration with the news of a grandson. She was guessing that news wasn’t met with great joy.
“Is that why you did this?” Nic was starting to put two and two together. “If I’m not being too nosy, can I ask what he sai
