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Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Taylor's POV-

I watched her storm out of my office and, although I did have to ask the Lord for strength, I knew I was starting to get somewhere with her.

A smile tugged at my lips. She stopped dead in her tracks when she was walking out the first time. I lived for those moments sometimes. It signaled that she had heard what I was about to say and she was going to do something about it. I was not above arguing with her if it meant that she was getting through this time of hardship.

I closed my eyes and sighed. I was glad that at least one of my patients had a brake through. It made me feel a little better about the way the rest of the day had gone.

What Cathy doesn't know is Annabelle, the woman she had issues with was also one of my patients. She was doing so well until the incident. There are always two sides to every story. She told me that Cathy was smirking at her like she had known what problems Cathy had caused in her life. She didn't think, she just reacted, and the mess she caused was of a higher magnitude than she had expected.

She told me they are thinking that they are going to have to take her children away from her due to these outbursts and apparent neglect. I'm not really sure that that decision would be best for Annabelle, but it might improve the quality of her children's lives. On the other hand, the children might be placed somewhere worse than where they currently are situated. Annabelle's life was a mess.

I think over all of the day's events starting with Annabelle's appointment and how she can't let the restraint scene go. Then I had several of my long term patients' sessions and I came to the conclusion that they were sliding backward in their therapy. Maybe it's me, I'm not sure. After that I received a call from my mother informing me that I needed a social life and a wife. I love that woman to death but she was one nosy person. When I find the right girl, I find the right girl. God's just taking His time with her, not that I minded. Cathy's brake through made my day worth while and gave me a small measure of confidence that I still knew my stuff.

I finished up some paper work and closed up the office. My normal receptionist was on maternity leave and my fill in, Sarah, was already gone. I didn't mind, she was a busy mom that had other things to do.

Driving home was a relaxing affair. There was not much traffic and I actually enjoyed it. Once at home I made something for dinner and then headed to bed, hoping that sleep would come after the long day.