As I walked into the main reception area of the clinic I turned to check my appearance in the big mirror they had hung for decoration. I had woken up this morning with less than half an hour to get ready, before I had to be at the clinic to see Frasier, and so I didn't have time to put my hair up…
"Miss Sternin?" Came the receptionists' voice. "So, it seems Dr Crane was able to help you?"
"Yes. Thank you for recommending him."
"That's quite all right. For future reference, he has no other real patients, so every time that you come in, there's no need to wait until he's ready, you can just walk straight in."
"Thank you very much." I answered, as I proceeded to walk to Frasier's office. When I reached his door, I stopped to compose myself before I knocked. Ellinorre was right. I did like him.
"Come in Lilith." I heard his gorgeous voice through the door. He obviously remembered that I had made an appointment, and so he knew it was me. But what really touched me was that he remembered my name, we'd only met for the first time for 10 minuets yesterday, and he had made an effort to remember.
As I walked in Frasier rose from his chair to greet me. "Hello, Lilith. How are you today?" He gestured for me to sit down.
"Apart from seeing a therapist, I'm fine I suppose."
"You're still nervous aren't you?"
"Yes." I admitted. "I just feel kind of silly being here, what with studying psychology and all. Plus I'm not sure if you'll take me seriously when you find out what my problem is."
He got up from his chair and sat on the corner of the desk nearest me, in order to comfort me. "Lilith, I'm a professional, of course I'll take you seriously. And there's no shame in being here."
I looked at my feet slightly embarrassed. "Thank you."
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As she lifted her head to look at me, my eyes met hers. I knew I didn't really know this woman, but already she was all I could think about. Her hair was down today, in beautiful flowing raven curls. She took my breath away.
"Would you like to lay on the couch, and we can get started?"
"Excuse me?!" She answered in shock. Maybe I should have worded that better.
"Start the session? You don't have to lay on the couch, it's just that some patients find it relaxes them more, than sitting in a chair."
"Oh, you mean...?" She replied in embarrassment. I suppressed my urge to laugh, as I realised she had noticed my incorrectly worded sentence.
She proceeded to position herself on my leather couch, as I moved a chair in order to be nearer to her as we talked. "In your own time." I instructed.
"Well…It's my Mother. But before I start I'd just like to say that this may seem like a common problem-a daughter getting annoyed with her overbearing mother. But it feels like more than that to me, otherwise I wouldn't be here."
"Of course."
She took a deep breath in order to calm herself, and then continued. "I suppose it all started when my father ran out on us…
"Miss Sternin?" Came the receptionists' voice. "So, it seems Dr Crane was able to help you?"
"Yes. Thank you for recommending him."
"That's quite all right. For future reference, he has no other real patients, so every time that you come in, there's no need to wait until he's ready, you can just walk straight in."
"Thank you very much." I answered, as I proceeded to walk to Frasier's office. When I reached his door, I stopped to compose myself before I knocked. Ellinorre was right. I did like him.
"Come in Lilith." I heard his gorgeous voice through the door. He obviously remembered that I had made an appointment, and so he knew it was me. But what really touched me was that he remembered my name, we'd only met for the first time for 10 minuets yesterday, and he had made an effort to remember.
As I walked in Frasier rose from his chair to greet me. "Hello, Lilith. How are you today?" He gestured for me to sit down.
"Apart from seeing a therapist, I'm fine I suppose."
"You're still nervous aren't you?"
"Yes." I admitted. "I just feel kind of silly being here, what with studying psychology and all. Plus I'm not sure if you'll take me seriously when you find out what my problem is."
He got up from his chair and sat on the corner of the desk nearest me, in order to comfort me. "Lilith, I'm a professional, of course I'll take you seriously. And there's no shame in being here."
I looked at my feet slightly embarrassed. "Thank you."
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As she lifted her head to look at me, my eyes met hers. I knew I didn't really know this woman, but already she was all I could think about. Her hair was down today, in beautiful flowing raven curls. She took my breath away.
"Would you like to lay on the couch, and we can get started?"
"Excuse me?!" She answered in shock. Maybe I should have worded that better.
"Start the session? You don't have to lay on the couch, it's just that some patients find it relaxes them more, than sitting in a chair."
"Oh, you mean...?" She replied in embarrassment. I suppressed my urge to laugh, as I realised she had noticed my incorrectly worded sentence.
She proceeded to position herself on my leather couch, as I moved a chair in order to be nearer to her as we talked. "In your own time." I instructed.
"Well…It's my Mother. But before I start I'd just like to say that this may seem like a common problem-a daughter getting annoyed with her overbearing mother. But it feels like more than that to me, otherwise I wouldn't be here."
"Of course."
She took a deep breath in order to calm herself, and then continued. "I suppose it all started when my father ran out on us…