IC: Last Session

Wednesday, April 5
It was a brisk morning, it smelled like snow. Carl was in the Heights at Oola's place, he helped her put her room back together the night before. He admired the new warm golden color. In French the color would be called "jaune", which also means happy according to Google. Carl and Councilor L----, settled in over bearkfast on his desk. This was the last Individual Council, in the Anger Mangement program. The both spoke between bites of their egg/cheese roll and coffee.

"So Carl, tell me what you thought." "Of Monday night, or Dr. K----'s assessment." They both took a bite.

"That's right, that was yesterday, tell about Monday night first... never seen you laugh so much." Councilor L----, took a swig of coffee and made a slow deep exhaling sound. He sat up in his chair to listen.

"It was good, I have to say that I was a bit embarrased about the topic. I don't know much about STDs or STIs. But the ladies handled the group well." Carl took another bite. "Carl, these ladies have seen everything, no lie. So what else?" Both took a swig of coffee.

Carl put down his cup. "I saw Dr. K----, she says I have signs of depression, but I need to get insurance first to get therapy." Councilor L---- wiped his mouth. "No kidding! You nearly went to jail for five years, son! But what do you think?"

"I don't think therapy could hurt, but I won't do the meds." Carl expressed his fear of medication (medi-phobia?). He said he's seen people go on meds and not come back the same. Councilor L---- reminded Carl that he should have taken the FREE insurance introduced earlier in the program. Carl responded "I didn't think I needed it at the time. I thought I'd catch up with money, but I think my ideas of catching up are not very realistic. I have Civil Court starting up. I'll call around to see if I can find anything on my own."

"So this is it" said Coucior L----. I'l lfax this over to Day Top Village so you can get your diploma on Monday everning." "I'll see you there" I said as I finished my coffee and put on my coat to get ready for an afternoon meeting on the West Side. So that's it, the last day. Wow.

But what about Mr. R------, that nice older man from the group? What will happen to him? He needs his son back. Carl felt conflicted about involvement with the group outside of the group. The Friday of the Slavery in New York Exhibit, Mr. R------ asked if Carl knew any way to get his son back. He looked very sad. Carl thought iof his own father's wish, to see him before he passed away, an opportunity that was robbed from him by court circumstance.

He knew one person that knows all about Child Custody Services. a crazy, yet all knowing snare maker named E-Train. Peole fear her, they run when they hear her laugh, but she is all knowing and a well repsected snare maker. Carl would hunt her down that evening.