She jerked her head up from the phone, eyes wide and offended. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” I snapped, my patience worn thin as tissue paper. “Control your child before I do it for you.”
The woman’s mouth opened and closed like a fish, and I turned away before she could form a response. I wasn’t trying to start anything, but my nerves were already shot, and I’d been sitting in this waiting room for forty-five minutes waiting for my doctor to see me.
The receptionist kept saying he was running behind, and that he’d be with me soon, but “soon” wasn’t coming fast enough.
I sat there with my leg bouncing while daytime television played from the mounted TV in the corner. Every now and then, the receptionist would call another name, and another person would disappear behind the double doors while I sat there trying not to think too hard about all the things I had learned about myself from Giana.
It wasn’t working.
“Konika Holiday,” a nurse called, and I stood quickly, ready to get this appointment over with.
Dr. Reeves was already inside the room by the time I reached the back.
“Sorry for the wait,” he said as soon as I walked in. “We had an emergency patient come in earlier.”
“That ain’t got shit to do with me,” I said under my breath, shutting the door behind me.
The corner of his mouth twitched like he was trying not to smile. “Still, I apologize.”
I dropped down into the chair across from his desk while he looked over my file.
“How have the migraines been?”
“Worse.”
“How often?”
“A few times a week.”
He nodded and wrote something down.
“Any new memories?”
I hesitated for a second. “Some.”
“Anything significant?”
My mind immediately went to Giani. Then Booda.
“I’ve been remembering more people,” I answered truthfully.
“How has that been affecting you emotionally?”
I laughed under my breath. “You asking me that after hearing me curse somebody out in your waiting room?”
“So that was you.”
“That badass kid kept running over my feet with a toy truck.”
Dr. Reeves set his pen down and looked at me for a moment.
“You seem more reactive than usual today.”
“Maybe my patience is gone.”
“Or maybe your memory returning is affecting you more than you realize.”
