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nothing is wrong . I just overslept. I am on my way now! ”
        Tugging on a shoe, she placed her cell phone into her jacket pocket. She reached for her purse and keys, heading for the door. It was after she started the car that she remembered the file she needed. Blast it again, she had to have it. She had not even looked it over last night and it was a new patient she was seeing at three. Usually , Honey was not one to wait until the last minute, but who knew she would sleep all morning? Still murmuring to herself, she raced back into the house, grabbed the file and was soon on her way to her work place. Her nightmare shoved to the back of her mind as she hurried to her job.
        The one o’clock appointment was with a fourteen-year-old girl. The m other was waiting impatiently and brushed off Honey ’s apologies with, “I don’t know why you people can’t keep your appointments on time. It’s not like I don’t got other things to do. I really don’t even think you’re helping our Kelly one bit, but the Judge says she’s got to see you so…are you gonna be through in an hour or not? I got my hair appointment while she is here.”
        Finally, the overdressed and overbearing woman paused to give an irritated Honey a chance to speak. Keeping a calm aura about her self she forced a practiced smile she did not feel.
    “I am so sorry to be late Mrs. Purser and I am also sorry that you cannot see the progress I have made with Kelly. I think she is doing much better coping with her problem and yes, we will see you in about an hour. If possible, I would like to have a few minutes to speak with you, so please come in when you pick her up. Kelly, let’s go to my office , dear and you can tell me all about your week .”
        She dismissed the mother by turning her attention to the daughter. Sometimes she wished the judges would order therapy for parents too. She sighed as she led the way into her office, which resembled a comfortable living room. She provided a more casual atmosphere to help make her patients feel at ease. It worked and as she and Kelly settled down for a nice long chat, Kelly never noticed the recorder, which supplied Honey with the means to make notes when she was alone. A pen and notebook tended to make children less talkative so she never used one in her sessions.
        Th is session went well and Honey did feel she had made much progress with Kelly. The quiet and withdrawn girl she first met now could actually have a two-way conversation and it had been two weeks since she had wet her bed. It was a shame her m other could not see how tormented she was about her parents’ divorce and the constant bickering going on between them .
        Just as Honey thought , Donna P urser gave her a whole five minutes of her time, claiming other errands to do while expressing more of her thoughts on the lack of importance of Kelly’s sessions. While Honey would have liked to convince the woman otherwise, Betty silently reminded her of her next appointment and pointed to a tray with coffee and muffins. She really was hungry and should eat something before the next appointment. It would not be the first time she did not get to review a file as she sometimes got patients on very short notice. She took the tray to her desk, which was outside her patient room.
    She was barely finished when Betty alerted her to the fact that her three o’clock was there. Just a bit early but… “Send them on back, Betty, I am ready.”
        She was wrong. She was not ready for the nine-year-old Carol. Both parents requested to stay , which was common for concerned parents on a first visit . Not having looked at Carol’s history she asked her, “Carol, can you tell me in your own words why you are here today?”
    “Yes ma’am, I told my mommy and daddy that Jesus wanted me to come see you.”
    Her parents shifted in their seats while Honey looked star tl ed. Exerting all the composure she could manage she