June 4, 2009
Donna sulks in the corner of my office, feigning great interest in a copy of Field & Stream left behind by another client. I don't know if she's holding it upside-down on purpose to prove she's actively ignoring me, or if she is unaware of its position, like someone out of an old sitcom. All this because I told her how lovely her skin looks. I thought this was a compliment, given that for the three months she's been under my care, her face has never been clear and at times has resembled a topographic map of Peru.