Ellamara Valentina Rodriguez személy
“How was your week, Ella? Any progress to report?”
I loved the chair, but I hated my weekly therapy sessions. They were awkward at best and I always left them feeling awful. “I finally caught up on all the episodes I missed of Once Upon A Time.” That was the only progress I could think of. It was basically the only thing I’d done all week.
“Precious?” Vivian asked, confused. She glanced at me to see if I knew what he meant, and I smiled my first smile in what felt like hours.
“His Ferrari. He named her Precious.” I sighed when no one got it. “As in ‘my precious’… Gollum… The One Ring…?” Still nothing. I threw my head back and groaned.
“How can I be friends with so many people who don’t understand that reference?” Brian laughed.
“He’s a huge Lord of the Rings nerd,” I explained to my Tolkien-challenged friends. “Fan,” Brian corrected, his grin dissolving into a pout. “Not nerd. And like you can talk, Miss I-saw-the-movie-twelve-times-in-the-theater.”
“I need her,” Brian said, “but I can’t find her. I still don’t know her last name. I don’t know where she lives. We were interrupted before we got that far.” Vivian nudged me with her elbow and said,
“Only because you skipped the introductions and went straight to the making out.” “Vivian!” I gasped, and everyone laughed at me. “Not that we blame you,”
“You’re one of my bravest patients, you know that?"
I managed to laugh. “I bet you say that to all your patients.”
Daniel grinned. “I do, but I really mean it with you.”
“I bet you say that to all of them, too.”