You’re startled at your desk when you hear sudden banging at the door. Who on earth could this be, and at this time? You checked the time and read 12:03. You had lunch, no booked appointments.

With a thoughtful frown, you opened the door. To your surprise, you saw Norma— who had already turned away and was ready to leave.

”Norma?” you question in mild confusion.

She spun around on her heel, eyes widening and swaying there for a moment. She looked troubled, that was apparent. And now she seemed hesitant to even adress it.

”Uh.. I was just…” she trailed off and looked around, trying to come up with an excuse.

”Is it Norman?” you asked patiently.

”No! No it’s.. um…” she blinked quickly and grimaced with the side of her nose. ”Ah forget it— I wasn’t here. You do your uh.. therapist- yunk stuff and i’ll be out of your way-” she fumbled over her words and grabbed the doorhandle of the exit.