Learning To Cope: First Day Of Therapy Part 8

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Izzie was getting more anxious to begin her first group meeting. She was happy to see that more people were coming in.
She decided to go out back to her office for a few minutes to review the list of people who had signed up. Hmmm, I wonder how many signed up?
Outside, a nervous Alice was not sure if she should even think of going in. Shit, I am not even sure I should be here. What if the store needs me?
She was just pondering on leaving when she bumped into James, who was walking towards the door.
“Oh, I am so sorry, I did not see you!” he exclaimed.
“No worries, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going,” she said while looking down.
“Still, I should be more careful.”
She looked up at him and gave a polite grin.
James smiled and stared at her for a minute and then walked into the building. Well, I guess I best be going inside.
As she walked in, she noticed there were others already inside. They were enjoying some of the free juices and water that were available. Shit, no coffee or donuts?
Alice realized it was a cliche of her to think that because it was a Session about Therapy, there would be donuts and coffee just like at her regular Alcoholics Anonymous Group.
She was just about to grab a water when she heard a voice from behind her.
“Alice, hey, how are you?”
Alice slowly turned her head and saw that it was her friend Lexi.
“Hey, Lexi.”
“I am so glad to see you here.”
Lexi and Alice had become friends since she moved to Duncan. Lexi and Alice met when they both attended an art class together. It was a group Art Therapy class.
Sadly, it didn’t last long, but they managed to keep in touch and hang out.
“It is good to see you here too, Lexi.”
They both began talking when they noticed the session was just about to start. Inside, Alice saw James and two other people she didn’t know.
She waved to James to be polite, and then they noticed Izzie walking towards all of them.
“Well, good evening, everyone.”
“Good evening.”
“I am Izzie Mills, and I will be leading our first Group Therapy Session.”
As they all looked up, they noticed someone else coming through the door.
He did not say much as he walked in. Damn, I wonder how long we will all be here; he wondered.