Safe Love by Crowe Liz

Author:Crowe, Liz [Crowe, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: BeerWench Enterprises LLC
Published: 2015-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Margot looked across the vast expanse of her desk, trying to decide what to say to the young woman who sat sobbing her eyes out and clutching a handful of tissues, or to the man sitting next to her with his arms crossed over his massive chest, face cloudy with a combination of fury and resignation. After cancelling the last two of his scheduled appointments, Antony had appeared today at her door behind his daughter. The following forty minutes or so had been torture for everyone in the room.

In all her years of helping people, listening, giving subtle suggestions to teens, married couples and others, she had never felt so utterly useless in the face of what would and should have been a straightforward case. The room was suffused by the sound of AliceLynn’s sobs and barely understandable mumblings about how she ‘hated her Daddy’ and ‘hated all this stupid talking’ and ‘he hated her anyway.’ Sweat beaded under Margot’s shirt the longer Antony sat there, glaring at her as if this were somehow her fault.

She prayed that no one would catch her in this mess because she would surely, without a doubt, one hundred percent, lose her damn license to practice if they did. Antony cleared his throat, shifted in his seat and attempted to drape an arm across the increasingly miserable girl’s shoulders. “Get off me!” Her screech made Margot’s head pound. Antony withdrew his arm, his face red and his hackles raised. “I hate you!”

She jumped to her feet, purse clutched to her thin frame. A sudden thought filled Margot’s head and she acted on it, for reasons that never really clarified themselves. “What’s in the bag, AliceLynn?”

The girl blinked, brushed the back of her hand across her runny nose, then glared at Margot. “None of your dang business.”

Antony snagged it quick. The girl made an attempt to grab it but he held her off, and tossed it to Margot without a word. The surrealism of the moment made her heart race. This was not right. This was not her place. She was not the girl’s mother.

Even so, she sat and tugged the strings, getting a distinct whiff of marijuana when the bag opened. Frowning, she pulled out the elaborate, blown-glass pipe and a baggie about a quarter filled with weed. She set them on the desk, ignoring Antony’s sharp intake of breath. Antony’s mother and his younger brother Dom had filled her in on his pot and beer-fueled high school and college days. That wasn’t what concerned her at the moment anyway. The item below all that stuff did.

Just as Antony opened his mouth to bellow or berate, generally making the whole scene a million times worse, she held up a hand. To her relief, his lips pressed together in a thin line and he stayed quiet. Margot closed the purse, leaving the paraphernalia on the desk and handed the bag over to the red-faced girl. “AliceLynn,” she said in a firm voice. “You need to get a grip on yourself now.

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