Stacey
We pulled up in front of the clinic and Ava turned off the car. Looking over at me, she asked, “Are you sure you are okay waiting here for me?”
“Of course, I am. I’m not five years old in case you haven’t noticed,” I told her, rolling my eyes and shaking my head.
“Okay, well I will call Eric and then go and get my mom. I won’t tell Eric anything about what you have told me, “Ava assured me.
I watched as she got out of the car and walked towards the clinic. Her phone was already in her hand, no doubt dialling Eric. I watched as she made her way through the door of the clinic her phone to her ear.
I opened the backpack at my feet and pulled out the notebook and pen I kept in there. I scribbled a note down and placed the book, with the note open on Ava’s seat. Zipping up the back
