I think this is the third story of the month in which a therapist figures prominently. Is my subconscious trying to tell me something?
Working Title: Doctor Uncle
1st Sentence: Just before she left the apartment, she had to pull out her wallet, touch her driver’s license, count the small amount of cash she carried, then tuck the wallet back into her purse.
Favorite Sentence: Maybe they could stop and rest a little, now and again, review an intense but irrelevant memory of 4-H camp, say, just for a breather?
Word Length: 1,483
Daily Shorty 
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