Chapter 5River
I escaped the breakfast table, still reeling from Ben’s innocent comment about me liking blueberries.
My chest felt tight in a not completely bad way as I drove toward Dr. Cobb’s place.
The fact that Ben would remember something so insignificant felt…meaningful. I couldn’t explain it, but it did.
I parked in the driveway like I had before and went to ring the doorbell.
Dr. Cobb opened the door, gave me a tight smile, and gestured me in.
“Hi, I’m glad you could come,” he said, obviously tense about something.
“What’s wrong?” I asked instead of telling him that of course I would come, given that this could be my next job and I liked the place.
He walked briskly to the office s***h conference room and took a seat at his desk. I sat in the visitor’s chair and waited him
