The Session
Forced to see a therapist, Ned finds the session unexpectedly helpful.
In my mind, I didn't refer to him as Doctor. Instead, I thought of him as Gabriel. A beautiful name for a beautiful man. While sitting in his office late that afternoon (or was it early evening?), not long past five, I hated myself for finding my therapist attractive. After all, he was working with the enemy. The enemy being my mother. It was our third session, and I didn't feel this was doing me any good. Gabriel and I h...