'Tis Impossible To Forget

Alexander came upon the building that his first therapy session would be held, then his eyes flitted to the business card in his hand and he let out a long exaspirated sigh. He would not be here if it weren't for his parole officer making it mandatory. Alex hated that guy.

Pushing his bright red hair out of his face Alex entered the building and looked the receptionist in the eye. he could tell the woman feared him. That was good.

"I'm here to see Dr. Gessup" Alex stated coldly to the woman.

"Down that hall, it'll be the first door on the left." she said pointing.

Alex followed the finger and found the door and knocked.

"Dr. Gessup" He said half-heartedly "I'm your 4 o'clock"

Klayton was sitting at his desk in the far corner of the room when he heard the knock he got up and nodded to the boy that stood there with memories flooding back. He did not know where but he had met this boy somewhere before but he could not pinpoint the exact location. Suddenly it dawned on him this was the son of his long lost friends.

"Come in it is alright no one is going to hurt you." He said trying to sound somewhat reassuring.

"Sit anywhere you like make yourself comfortable." Klayton was going through his usual customs when starting an appointment but he was beginning to wonder if he could treat this like an normal appointment.

Alexander walked in. He was wary of this guy. Nobody had ever been able to help him before, what made this fellow so awesome. Alex sat down across from the man and locked onto his eyes. Alex wouldn't drop eye contact for a second. He'd never been one to let his guard down, and wouldn't start today.

"so how does this work exactly" he asked no emotion in his voice