“Oh yeah, I’ve got something cook-
ing, all right. Dr. Zinger and I are   
gonna straighten your ass out, and you 
can take that to the bank, buster.”    
     “That  reminds  me.  How’s  dinner
coming along?”                         
     “Darryl’s doing  an awesome job.  
Can’t you smell it?” she said, sniffed 
the air, and then looked back at me.   
     “And, don’t think you’re gonna    
change the subject that easily.”       
     “What subject?”                   
     She gave me her serious look.     
     “Are you really  gonna lie about  
things in this Journal of yours, be-   
cause then, what’s the point? I mean,  
why see a shrink,  if you’re just going
to lie to her about everything? I’m    
sorry, but I don’t see how that helps.”
     “You and your brutal honesty      
* crap,” I said with disgust.              
     “You did say that with disgust,   
and that’s what I mean. Getting down to
the dirty stuff. The stuff you don’t   
want to hear or talk about, and that’s 
when you’ll figure it all out.”        
     “Yeah, yeah, I know, brutal hones-
ty ain’t pretty, and all that other    
blah, blah, blah, bullshit. You’ve been
talking to Dr. Zinger again, haven’t   
you? That’s all she talks about too.   
That and getting butt fucked everywhere
I go.”                                 
     “You laugh and make jokes, but    
you’ll see that we’re right,” she said 
and sat in my lap.                     
     “So?”                             
     “So, what?”                       
     “Are you going to be honest with  
her... about everything?”              



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