Treatment

Dr Seraphine Girad. Commuted to Paris for a conference. Boring and sensible. Keeping up with guidelines.

She had black hair in a bob and rectangular glasses. Her half-Romanian descent gave her bronze skin and freckles.

Perfect teeth from 3 years of braces in teenage hood. Now in her mid twenties — with money and time.

“I feel I want to lobotomise my patients half the time…” one doctor laughed from a group.

The group jeered and made light of their patients.

Seraphine sat alone at the back of the lecture theatre. Thinking about her patient… The one who said, “I’m sorry…”

There was something about him…