There is one other woman in the waiting room. She and Page sit opposite each other filling out forms. Page wonders why sexual orientation is one of the questions but writes in heterosexual anyway. Finally a Mexican woman who looks to be in her early forties opens the door. She has a wide pleasant face perfectly made up and is wearing beautiful, cultural jewelry. Pages looks at her and thinks of Frida Kahlo.
"Page?"
"Right here." She gets up and walks to the door where the woman is standing.
"Hi. I'm Elizabeth. Come back with me, please." Page follows her down a beige hallway. As they pass an open door she notices a bookcase filled with children's games, books and toys. Elizabeth stands to the side of the next door so that Page may enter first. There are two big comfortable chairs, a lamp and a small desk. "Here we are." Elizabeth says with a smile.
"Thank you." As they sit Page hands her the papers she filled out in the waiting room and Elizabeth quickly glances over them then puts them in a closed folder on the desk. Page notices that Elizabeth pauses and takes a moment to breathe which encourages her to do the same.
"So." Elizabeth begins.
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