It was Marcy. Don lounged on the porch railing; he did not go to her. She was forced to walk over to him. He held the bills in his hand."I brought you...your blood money!" he gritted."Groovy! Give it to me!"He flung the bills to the floor at her feet."Pick them up... whore!"Hers was a bitter laugh. "Wake up, Don... smell the coffee! If it gives you a thing... try the same label out on your mother!"Don shot off the porch railing. He grabbed her by the shoulders. "That's a God damned lie!" he. She avoided looking at me. Nothing. Not even ‘hello’.I filled out the paperwork, which included signing a non-disclosure agreement about any sessions I might sit in on that were focused on someone else other than me. When I was done, I gave the paperwork and pen back to the receptionist.Now that I was waiting with Jana, I realized it wasn’t just very quiet in the waiting area, it was almost deathly silent. There wasn’t even any music playing. That unnerved me a bit. Shouldn’t there be calming. More

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