Chapter Three
WILDER
I hate sitting in a waiting room, especially in big hospitals. There is always too many people trying to sound upbeat, but you know that that’s just an act. There is just no way being here is ever any good… I don’t know what to do or how to act in situations like this…
“Stop fiddling.” Sterling puts his hand over mine and holds it. “You’re making me nervous.”
I look up at him, but he looks pretty damn calm to me. Then he squeezes my hand and looks at me closer.
“Being here is bad enough. Don’t make it worse by being all jumpy.”
“Then, what should I be doing? The magazines are no fun and there is nothing else to do here.” Not being able to do anything while sitting here is what’s making me all nervous. I like to be doing things, I like to know what’s going on.
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