Give Me Butterflies (BUTTERFLIES) by Meg Becker EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Meg Becker
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Erin
“Go on,” Dr. Monica Armstrong said. She sat with her right leg
crossed over the left, her foot bouncing in a steady rhythm. I
watched her. “You were talking about your family. How is your sister
doing?”
I sank into the cushion and sighed. The chair was so comfortable,
sometimes I wondered if the only reason I continued to come to therapy
was for the chairs. It was one of those oversized, could-definitely-fit-atleast-two-people kind of chairs with the high armrests. I rested against the
back and wiggled my toes in my boots, looking across the room at Monica.
We sat in a heavy silence as if I hadn’t seen her for five years. She smiled at
me.
“My sister?” Where was I supposed to start with my sister. It seemed like
she only ever popped up when she got in trouble or ran out of money, but
she was still the sparkle in my mother’s eyes any time she was around.
As if on cue, my phone buzzed in my pocket, causing me to jump. My
heart pounded against my rib cage, and I put my hand on my chest. I always
turned it off before the session, and I blushed. “I’m so sorry for the
interruption,” I murmured in a half-whisper, pulling my phone out and
silencing it. I saw the name that flashed across the screen.
Elizabeth.
I flipped the phone from vibrate to silent, getting ready to tuck it back in
my pocket when the screen lit up again. Why was she calling me a second
time? My stomach sank. More than one call was never a good thing.
“Is everything okay, Erin?” Monica asked.
I blinked, hoping that when I opened my eyes, the screen would be black
again. It wasn’t. Her name was flashing on the screen. “I, uh, need to take
this.”
I hit the green button as I stood up, pressing my phone to my chest and
hurrying from the room before Monica could object. When the heavy oak
door closed behind me, I put the phone to my ear.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, expecting the worst. My pulse roared in my
ears, and I tried to calm my heart rate, but the frustration overwhelmed me
—just like it always did. It felt like I was going to pass out. The floor
beneath me pretended to move. I braced my knees, putting a hand out to the
side before my head started to hurt. A slight blur formed in the corners of
my eyes, and I blinked to clear them.
“Why does something always have to be wrong? I can’t just be calling
you to say hello?” My sister laughed loudly, and I pulled the phone away
from my ear.
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