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surprise her unsuspecting prey. This didn’t happen often, but sometimes she would mysteriously find out something she shouldn’t have.
    â€œMr. Evans, why don’t you help us begin.” Her lips parted into a thin smile. Trevor grew uneasy because he knew how horrible these group sessions could become for her chosen target.
    â€œI don’t know what to say.” Forrest didn’t shift in his chair or show any other sign of discomfort.
    â€œAny appropriate subject is acceptable.”
    â€œI really can’t think of anything.”
    â€œAppropriate,” Trevor whispered, the men around him snickered. Ilene’s cold eyes narrowed but she said nothing.
    â€œHealth System.” A booming voice ended the uncomfortable tension.
    â€œMr. Martin, what questions do you have?”
    â€œHow was the health system reform fifty years ago beneficial?”
    â€œDoes anyone want to answer Mr. Martin’s question?” The room fell silent again and most of the men refused to have eye contact with Stout.
    â€œI’ll start with an answer then. The reform provided health assistance to those less fortunate and in need of medical help.”
    â€œDidn’t taxes rise because of this?”
    â€œOnly for the wealthy.”
    â€œSo because most of them worked a large portion of their lives for that money they have to give it away to a slob that sits on the couch and does drugs?”
    â€œMr. Martin, I think you should calm down.”
    â€œDr. Stout,” Gary, a balding man of five feet stood and addressed the counselor.
    â€œYes, Mr. Donohue, do you have something to say?”
    â€œIn school I was taught that health care was a good thing for this country. It provided for the helpless.”
    â€œWhy is the government controlling our personal choices? The government wants power over its people, plain and simple.”
    â€œMr. Martin, I have had enough of your insolent outbursts.” In order to stop the session from becoming a shouting fest, Dr. Stout ordered the managers outside the doorway to return the prisoners to their rooms.
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    He sighed. Usually, he looked forward to sessions with Dr. Taylor. Today, he dreaded the meeting. The last time he had demanded to leave the session early. Trevor didn’t know how she would react after the insult he had spat at her. She was already seated when the manager led him into the room. Her hand moved in precise curves between the lines of paper. She completed her notes and pulled the glasses off her nose.
    â€œGood morning.”
    â€œMorning.” He leaned back in his chair and yawned.
    â€œDid you sleep well?”
    â€œYeah, I’m just bored.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œWhen people yawn it means they’re bored.” He threw his hands up in the air. “It’s something I heard once.”
    â€œI did too.”
    â€œWe finally agree on something.” Trevor chuckled. Dr. Taylor grinned and put her glasses on. “What’s the issue today, Doc?”
    â€œI have decided to let you choose.”
    â€œWhy’s that?”
    â€œYou have not been very happy with my topics. I want you to feel comfortable in here and discuss whatever you would like.”
    â€œAnything?”
    â€œAnything appropriate .”
    â€œOf course!” He made her smile again but only for a moment.
    â€œHmm,” he cupped his chin in one hand. “I want to know about you.”
    She frowned. “That is not an acceptable topic.”
    â€œWhy, we always talk about me.”
    â€œBecause it’s unprofessional.”
    Trevor crossed his arms over his chest. “Are you always so stiff?”
    She took her glasses off, leaned forward, and looked him directly in the eye. “This is not about me.”
    â€œCome on, it isn’t an unsuitable question.”
    â€œThe purpose of these sessions is to help you.” She sat back in her chair