Will the fear stay or go?

Chapter 12 Trying to be Determined

"When do we start?!" That is something I would never had guessed he would ever say. I got to hand it to him he may seem like a wimpy kid but he has a spark of fire in him to keep him determined. I smile and chuckle softly. I guess he noticed because he is looking down now. "Look kid I think we will go far with this and eventually get you over your Mysophobia." He looks up and he smiles nervously. I look at Sen and she had a big smile on her face. Ok let me think here. I put my hand over my chin and close my eyes. If I were to progress this we would have to do a few things along the way. Let's see. We would need to get his gloves today and put them somewhere. I would keep them. Next we will have to work on handling doors and things like that, that people would touch daily. That is what we will do for a few weeks. Ya that's good enough for now, and as time passes I will think of more things to do for this kid. I stand up and I stare at my surroundings. Let's see what can we do here? I don't see much that would set his phobia off. I look at the front door and I get an idea. I lean close to Sen and whisper to her that she needs to pretend to go into the bathroom when we are don't here and I will pay for whatever we eat at the counter, while Fumi will need to wait for us outside. For that he will need to use his hands. we have his gloves and his sleeves aren't long enough to put around his hands so he has no other choice. Sen nods with a smile on her face. A few minutes pass and we are don't with everything that needed to be done. We start walking towards the door. "Hey guys I will be out in a few I need to use the bathroom." She walks away without another word. "Oh ya, hey Fumi would you mind waiting outside for us. I need to pay and who knows how long Sen could be in the bathroom and it is pretty hot in here. It looks way cooler outside." I say to Fumi and his eyes grow wide with fear. He nods and starts for the door. I watch him go to the door and just look at the nob. He stares at it for maybe 30 seconds before he runs out of the restaurant. I turn around to the counter lady with my head down with a smile and trying to hold in a laugh or two.