Smile is a Free Therapy
Maybe everyone can live beyond what they’re capable of.# psych,
-Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger (via quotes-shape-us)
The doors to Julia’s office opened and a woman with slightly teary eyes left it blowing her nose into a tissue.
"And I hope to see you next week, okay Mrs. Simonds?" Julia had her hand on the woman’s arm.
Mrs. Simonds nodded looking grateful at her therapist then went to Zoe’s desk to pay for the visit.After she left Julia leaned heavily over the doorframe and winced.
"This is the last one." Zoe checked the calendar then glanced at her boss. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I’m fine. Go home, I will close everything," she gestured to her office, "I still have some paperwork."
"If you say so. But don’t stay up too long, you look very tired." The assistant said slowly. "I’ll be seeing you tomorrow!" Zoe grabbed her bag powering down the computer.
"Sure, bye." Julia smiled at the girl and turned around rubbing her heart, bit paler than usual.
Zoe came back around 10 minutes later.
"Hey, it’s me! I forgot my phone!" She shouted walking toward her desk. She grabbed the device and was about to leave when she saw the doors to her bosses office half opened so she decided to check on the older woman one last time.
"Hey, Yulia?" She stuck her head into the room and saw the tall therapist laying with her head on the desk. "Yulia?" Zoe walked toward her carefully thinking she fell asleep,hoping she did. She touched her arm and shook it slightly. Unfortunately Yulia didn’t wake up, just moved, lifelessly.
"Shiiit." Zoe immediately started to tap 911. Someone picked up after a second.
"911 what’s your emergency?"
"I think my boss had a heart attack."
# drabble, # to explain somehow why she isn't here on so much,