84 - Uncomfortable

Jia shuffled her foot against the stiff, speckled carpet a few times, grinding the toe of her shoe into it harder and harder with each passing minute. This was uncomfortable. She had come wearing her most relaxed clothing, a plain blue T-shirt and a pair of worn jeans, because she'd already guessed that she would be horribly unsettled when she came here.

It didn't matter that this place had soothing pale blue wallpaper and that everything in this waiting area seemed to have been softened with throws and oil paintings and canvas prints on the wall, or that the receptionist was smiling at her every few seconds in an encouraging manner even though she was on the phone with some other patient. She really didn't want to be here. At all. The only reason she had even come in the first place was because of the last uneasy conversation she and Erica had had before parting yesterday.

And now it was the next day, Thursday night, seven o' clock. She shouldn't have done th