Providing a Good Deed

One.

So, I published this book a while ago. I'm gonna say it was either in 2016, or early 2017. I had gotten lazy and stopped publishing. I apologize for those of you who were there from the beginning.

I unpublished "Providing a Good Deed," I'm gonna say about 2 weeks ago. I wanted to revise and edit, and change a few things up. So, if you did make it to Chapter 43 when the book was published a while ago; I ADVISE you to just re read. I switched up characters, and so on. I don't want to spill everything.

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Alessia
"Mrs.Wilson?" I questioned to get her attention. "I believe it's safe to say that your son is developing an early-onset bipolar disorder and it shall be treated quickly. I'm going to print out a few papers for us to go over and for you to sign."

Walking over towards my printer, I slightly smiled as she thanked me. "I'll set up your first meeting with Dr. Wahbi."

I glanced over her son, Will, as he played with one of the many books located on the book shelf in the corner of my office.

"Thank you again Ms. Monroé."

"It's a lot going on right now." Her voice cracked a little. "I'm going through a lot. It's been really hard, but I kicked my eldest son out not too long ago, so this is all new to me."

I nodded, remembering the times she'll bring up her oldest son. I couldn't quite recall his name though.

"I promise Mrs. Wilson." I paused, looking back at her worried face. "Everything will slowly piece itself back together. You, on the other hand, need to remember the things I've told you and focus on being the parent you have always wanted to be."

Honestly, being a famous psychologist by the name of Alessia Monroé was stressful, but nonetheless; I enjoyed it. Everyone that came to me for help was just so beautiful. I've never had any problems with anyone.

I loved my job with a passion.

Non-complaining pay, great clients and
not to mention helping out the parents with their child. Especially the young parents. It was way more stressful on the younger adults than the older ones. More counseling sessions were needed for the teenage parents.

I would always fall in love with their kind and willing hearts to better themselves and their kids.

"I've always knew something was wrong with him Ms. Monroé." She sighed. "Just didn't know what to do, nor how to treat it."

"It's absolutely fine Mrs. Wilson. I'm very grateful that you came to me for help though."

"Okay, here you go Mrs. Wilson. I will contact you as soon as I set up the meeting with Dr. Wahbi." I informed her as I handed her the paper work.

"Sign here and right here and you'll be free to go."

I smiled and leaned back into my seat as I stared at Will.

His soul was so beautiful and he was a handsome young man also. It's just that you never knew when he was so quick, or bound to snap.

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