Chapter 5 - MEET DOCTOR WINSTON
WHILE HE CAME WITH both Pita and Phil's enthusiastic approval, I was a bit doubtful that Dr. Winston could help me. What did I need of some therapist or psychoanalyst - mostly these guys have a reputation for getting nothing done except sucking down government funds.
I pictured him as wearing a corduroy jacket, one of those academic ones with the patches on the arms. Comfortable, but not a "power suit" so common to politicians, Secret Service and those associated with the "men in black."
No, Dr. Winston went out of his way to be approachable, able to be trusted. While he wore a tie, it was a knit one with some sort of pattern known only to the maker of the yarn, browns and tans in it. His collar was always unbuttoned under that tie, something any man woul
