He wasn’t wearing a doctors coat. ‘Good.’ He said. Mom xxx Three days. April hesitated. She saw a thick bulge hiding behind the fabric of his boxer. The doctor blew against the ink to make it dry, put the contract into a drawer, and he locked the drawer. ‘It sets the mood.’ The doctor said. Her thoughts were just so fuzzy, so disconnected. She vaguely recognized him, hadn’t she seen him talking to her judge the other day? The gates opened and they drove onto the grounds. Bright walls, an adult sized cot with a dangling mobile, an adult sized high chair, some cheerful stuffed animals and toys carelessly laying on the floor. She protested, she screamed, she pulled on her bounds, the doctor turned around and briefly looked at her, then he looked at his watch. He was panting, whispering. It was quite a large office, it was messy and chaotic.
