What is he doing here? He is getting on my nerves. First the endless calls and now this?
I ignore him and continue walking but he is not the type to give up. He drives slowly following me.
“Myra.” He calls softly.
“What now Larry?” I snap still walking.
“You have been ignoring my calls. You don’t do that to your patients.”
I stand and glare at him. “I know. What do you want me to do about it? To bend over here so you can bang me?” I ask sarcastically.
“You are a crazy one.” He comments. He is not smiling. He has the same stoic expression on his face.
“Yeah, because of dealing with people like you.” I snap and start walking again.
“Why are you like this?” he is not going to give up. Is he now?
“Not now!” I shout running my hands on my face.
Tears pierce my eyes and I wipe them wit
