Jay Meets Heather

Heather sat at the reception desk in her father’s office. The morning was slow as molasses. She was bored. All the filing and billing were done. There were no referrals, appointment reminders, or requests for test pick ups to be made. All she was there to do was warm the seat in case someone arrived or called.

Her father was in the back doing only the gods knew what. This was his day most days. The time came for her lunch, and she popped her head into her father’s office. He didn’t like her bothering him unless it was him talking to her. She was to be seen and not heard. For her, that was too old-fashioned. He’d let her develop her healing abilities, but he wouldn’t let her use them. That annoyed her like crazy because he wouldn’t tell her why.

Heather could only think he saw her as a threat. She was a threat to his livelihood. He was the man of the house. His job gave him his status. If she practiced her healing skills on people, somehow, she stole that sta