Chapter 29: The SessionThe next morning, Casey asked me to attend his counseling session with him. Casey had set aside one of the meeting rooms in the hotel. He’d even gone through the trouble of moving a couch and a chair from the lobby into the meeting room, so we could be comfortable and have privacy.
“Why didn’t you just ask her to meet us in our hotel suite?”
“I wanted neutral ground.”
Okay? Weird, but I went along with it. Soon, Lucinda Kittridge walked through the door. She was a woman maybe in her mid-fifties to early sixties. Her gray hair went down to her shoulders and was parted down the middle. She wore glasses that made her look smart, and a smile that made her look kind.
“You must be Nick. I’ve heard about you from Casey.”
“All good things, I’m sure.”
She gave a sassy s
