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June:
After we laughed for a bit, he asked, “So, when are you opening your private practice?”
I hear a corner of his wheelchair banging on the tiny elevator door of my flatiron office repeatedly.
I asked, “Do you want to come and see me?” He sounded sad when he said, “I’ll be first in line.”
I hear the wheels of his chair smacking the doorframe of my office again and again.
I was sad when I said, “I’d be very happy to see you there.”
He said, “I’m serious.”
I nodded, “I am serious too.”
Ally: