CH. 6 Dr. Office

Reagan

My mind was running a mile a minute, I didn't want to see Dr. Walker, I didn't want those memories coming back to haunt me. I had worked so hard the last 5 years at forgetting everything. We pulled into the parking lot, nothing had changed, it all looked just as I had left it. A wave of nausea tore through me. Riggin jumped out of the truck and ran around to open my door. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling at him. He reached his hand out to me and I couldn't help but think of the lightning bolt that had run through my arm the last time he took my hand. Reluctantly I placed my hand in his, there it is again. I originally thought it was just static but twice now? I tried to read his face to see if he felt it too, if he did, he wasn't letting on to it.

“Reagan, breathe” he helped me down from the truck gently, embarrassed by my reaction I tried to turn away dang near falling to the ground in the process. “Easy not so fast” he smiled at me and I could feel the hea