“What can I do for you, Miss Todd and Mr., uh, Kulic?” the doctor asked, his voice rising to a question. He seemed uncertain about pronouncing Dragomir’s name but got it right anyway. The former soldier simply shrugged to assure the doctor that he got it right down to pat.
Serafina and Dragomir were still standing, hesitant to sit, when the therapist in front of them looked so much like Tartarus as a young man.
“We’re here for therapy, sort out some issues,” Dragomir mumbled, still staring at the doctor. The latter seemed oblivious.
“Couple’s therapy? By the way, you may sit down. I won’t bite,” the doctor grinned, possibly chalking the hesitance to being in a therapist’s room for the first time.
“You’re Dr. Reggie Foster, right?” Serafina asked. The face in front of her seemed to sw
