“I’d love to meet with you,” Davey said, apologetically, when he had been called up by a fellow looking to initiate therapy, “but I’m all booked up for months.”

“Are you sure?” The fellow said, through a poor connection that crackled.

Davey had been sure. And yet. Right there in his calendar was a blank spot, just a few days away, which he had somehow completely overlooked before. “How about that…I’ve got Wednesday at eleven, if you can make that work.”

“What a miracle,” the fellow said, “that would be just the perfect time.”

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