Juliette
"Every time I stand here, I always see an old couple walking with their big dog."
I glance at my therapist. Then I turn to look at the old couple through the glass. The husband says something that makes the wife laugh. A strange feeling of envy flashes through me, knowing I'll never have that. I'll never grow old with Harvey.
I walk back to the big yellow couch and knock my head on the pillow, staring at the ceiling.
I can feel the therapist's eyes on me. Her name is Abigail. She insists that I call her "Abby" because it's shorter and less formal. I've been seeing her for a month now. She's so sweet and patient with me. The weight of her wisdom amazes me everytime. She always has the perfect response for everything. She has this superpower to make you see life in a different d
