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name… Derek… at the same time?
    That’s when I knew he was mocking me. “Would that be so bad?” I asked. “Maybe Derek would make the better lover? Anyway, who are you to question my personal ethics when you’re luring patients away from their husbands into your bed? How dare you! I have a good mind to report you to whatever association you belong to.” I couldn’t stop my hand from waving at his damn licenses on the wall. “And judging by all the letters after your name, I’d say there’s a bunch of them!” I was fuming.
    He cocked his head a bit and then, as if remembering, he said, “Ah, I see. So you have such high ideals, but you’re not above listening to other peoples’ conversations, is that it?”
    “How could I not hear? You were sitting just six inches behind me! Have you no shame?” I was getting ready to ice pick him.
    “I do have shame… and although I’d like very much to get Margaret into my bed, she will never know it because I wasn’t speaking to a live phone.” He settled back for the words to sink in.
    I felt my face reddening and this wasn’t something I was accustomed to.
    “So, would you like to discuss Margaret or Derek or shall we choose an entirely different topic… uhmmm… perhaps the reason you’re in my office?” His voice was so mocking I wanted to pour drain cleaner down this throat.
    “I knew it all along,” I said in a level tone. “I just wanted you to know that your little ploy didn’t work.”
    “I see. So you’re above manipulation?”
    “Absolutely.”
    “And you’re above using your feminine wiles to get what you want?”
    “Of course!” I answered automatically. I didn’t see the trap until it was sprung.
    “So, the fact that last time you were here in muddy jeans and a ponytail, but today you’re in velvet and diamonds would be just an innocent coincidence?”
    He noticed! He remembered! I didn’t know what to say, but I don’t think my face had faded one bit.
    “Okay, Auggie, out with it. Why are you here, anyway? You’re wasting my time and your money, or your father’s, however you look at it.”
    “I’m… I’m…” I was faltering for my next line. I’d only memorized the script to this point.
    “I’ll have my secretary send the final bill. I really don’t think there’s any reason you need therapy. You strike me as just about the sanest person I’ve met in a long time and probably could be my therapist,” he exclaimed and stood up. “Will there be anything else?” he asked in that mocking tone.
    “No. I’m leaving. Thank you,” I mustered. “See you around.”
    I left quietly the same way I’d come in. I felt confused and a bit deflated that I’d not been able to embarrass him. Was this what it felt like to be Mother? To try and control people? I decided it felt unfamiliar and I was going to mind my own business from now on.
    ***
    Mother was waiting for me when I returned. “How did it go?” she asked bluntly.
    “Fine, fine. I’m all done.”
    “All done?” She seemed provoked rather than relieved.
    “He says I’m the sanest person he’s met in quite a while, canceled my remaining appointments, and that’s that. Okay?”
    “Well… well,” she stuttered, then slammed her mouth closed. Tried again. “I thought it would take longer.”
    “Mother, why are you so hyped up on having me in therapy? Is it because you have a pipeline of information coming about me from Jervis? Well, he isn’t even my therapist. His partner is. That’s it. We’re done.”
    “Auggie, you’re acting worse than when you broke up with Eric. Who is this therapist to you?” She was curious and getting too close for comfort.
    “Mother, he’s just another one of your paid informers. Leave me alone and get out of my life, please?” I tried to say it kindly, but she was really getting on my nerves. It was very difficult to be kind to Mother.
    ***
    I trotted up to my room and changed my clothes. Carlos and I spent a few hours