“Storm windows.”
“Sorry; what?”
“That’s it. That’s what I live behind!”
Matt Burdsall, PhD, moved from his leaning-forward mirrored-glasses scrutinization into a leaning-back mirrored-glasses scrutinization.
“Your glasses made me think of it.”
Dr. Burdsall attempted to keep his expression neutral. This new patient, Holly Runner, was a curious one. First, she’d explained Social Anxiety as, “Party Aversion,” then she’d said her Passive-Aggressive mother had, “Tangled Trauma.” He’d needed his daughter to explain that Tangled was a film…
Now storm windows. *Ahem* “How so?”
“Well!” Holly sounded excited. “Whenever bad things -storms- come up, I block them! Ta-da! Storm windows!”
Written for Carrot Ranch‘s prompt, (you guessed it) storm windows.
©2019 Chelsea Owens
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