CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“I can tell that this is important to you. It’s a breakthrough and you should be proud,” Lyssa said to Bobby, her last patient on that Wednesday night.
When he’d called to reschedule his Monday appointment, she’d worried that his reluctance to attend suggested a loss of faith in therapy. That was sometimes a problem with patients who felt like they weren’t making progress fast enough.
“I am,” Bobby said. “It’s taken me so long to get to this point.”
“Yes,” Lyssa said. “But it’s proof that everything we’ve done together is working.”
“You’ve been so positive,” Bobby said. “You’re so understanding.”
“We’ve been here for nearly an hour, and you haven’t mentioned your date on Saturday night. How did it go?”
Bobby paled and pushed his palms into the couch by his thighs. “
