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Terse Tales: Recover

Theme: Transformation

James settled into his accustomed spot on the couch. His eyes began their habitual trip out the window—nothing was there, as always—before he snapped them back to the doctor across the room. She smiled, clipboard balanced on her knee.

“So, today’s our last day?” she began.

He shifted in his seat, reaching for one of the decorative pillows and pulling it into his lap. “That’s what you keep telling me.” It was supposed to be good-natured, but even he heard the edge at the end.

“It’s normal to have some anxiety. This is a change.”

He nodded but did not immediately respond. She left that silence long enough before leaning forward. “We’ll wrap things up today, but first, how have the past few weeks been?”

This was familiar, a comforting routine. In the beginning, this discussion had been full of stress, anger, anxiety, and grief. Now it was…boring. They checked in on the usual things—all going fine. She was right, of course; it was time to end. And he had even suggested it. But facing the reality….

“So,” she said after a while, “if you could go back to the beginning, what would that James think?”

He laughed at the image. “He’d think I was trying to trick him into something.”


“Yeah, I mean, look at me.” And James finally paused to do just that. “I went to my daughter’s recital last week,” he said quietly. “And I finally called Ricky. He’s doing good.”

“He wasn’t upset?”

James shook his head. “Hell, I haven’t had a nightmare this week.” Once he started, it was hard not to see the fruits of his determination.

At the end of the hour, he stood outside the office door, business card in hand “just in case.” It was time for the next chapter.

One response

  1. Wow! Now this is triumph. Loved it! 🙂

    July 23, 2021 at 6:34 pm

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