The Therapeutic Gospel: The Folder on the Table
“Barbara stepped inside with her scarf tucked neatly at her neck and a folder held close to her side like it mattered—not the frantic kind of ‘mattered,’ but the weighty kind.”
“Barbara stepped inside with her scarf tucked neatly at her neck and a folder held close to her side like it mattered—not the frantic kind of ‘mattered,’ but the weighty kind.”