Cora sat in her car staring at the door to Dr. Thomas’ office. The warm air blew on her feet as she stared out her windshield trying to find an excuse to cancel her appointment. She was in an argument with herself, “I don’t need to be here, there’s nothing wrong with me.”

Finally, overcoming herself, she reached and turned the keys and the locks on the doors popped unlocked. She took a deep breathe, and opened the door. The cold air flooded her once warm car and she shoved her hands in the pockets of her coat.

It was so cold outside Cora bent over trying to stay just a little warm as she moved towards the door to the doctor’s office.

As she walked inside, the office was not at all what she had expected. She thought that it would be a large waiting room with a secretary and people who really needed to see the doctor. Instead, as she opened the door she found an old man, sitting at a small desk surrounded by books drinking a cup of coffee and reading today’s news. He had to lean over his desk because the only light in the office was the one that was sitting on his desk.

“You must be Cora,” the man said, “I am Dr. Thomas. Why don’t you come in and have a seat.”

Cora walked over to a small couch, moved some magazines, and sat down on what must have been the first couch ever made.

“So, Cora, I want these times that we are together to be relaxed and natural. There’s no need for you to be nervous, I want to get to know about you and your family and just talk about why you are here.”

Cora nodded.

“Well, I guess there’s no need for us to waste anytime, why don’t you tell me about the first time you noticed something was wrong.”