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“Just because that student dresses nicer and appears cleaner, everyone believes him instead of me.
“Simply because it’s me, everything has to be exaggerated, and they drag me to the gpole so everyone
can sec.
“Even though I’m quiet, they still <b>find </b>ways to mock <b>and </b>insult <b>me </b>to vent their frustrations.
“Compared to the damage Gideon has done, these <b>things </b>are <b>minor </b>and don’t bother me at all,” Joshua remarked with detachment.
Jim asked. “If it doesn’t matter, why bring it up?”
Joshuapsed into a momentary silence, then continued, “When my mother refused to buy him alcohol. he tried to kill her with a knife. Instead, the de struck me. At that point, although I was only seven years old, I was ready to be arrested and face execution<b>, </b>yet I wasn’t scared.”
Joshua detailed the hardships and abuse he endured throughout his life, such as domestic violence, school bullying, and societal dangers. He’d seen the worst of humanity from all sides.
Jim remained attentive in silence.
Joshua expressed, “Following my mother’s cremation. I pondered why not end Gideon’s life and then my
“I didn’t do it because she was with me. Later, her asional messages kept me from going through with
it”
Jim said, “Throwing your life away for someone like that isn’t worth it. The tougher the journey, the more we should value ourselves.
Joshua asserted, “Existence holds little value; it transcends worth. Nheless, right now, itcks significance. I’ve found a new purpose.
“Even if she treats me well because of her friend and my brother, it doesn’t matter. It’s her and me that
count
Jim said, “Congrats on finding a new path. I believe your mother and brother can rest in peace now.”
Joshua nced at the sketch Jim was holding and asked, “Did you overlook something in this drawing?”
Jim examined it. “I can tell you’re considering whether to add or take away something.”
Joshua stared at the drawing, <b>lost </b>in <b>thought</b>.
The clinic <b>was </b>silent, the ticking of the clock bing louder, until it was the only sound.
Joshua’s attention shifted to the uniquely designed clock on the wall.
A <b>white </b>background, ck <b>hands</b>, <b>ticking </b>slowly, one second at a time.
Jim followed his gaze and looked at <b>the </b>clock too.
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Jim nced at the clock. “Four forty–two.”
Joshua kept staring at the clock <b>and </b>whispered, “It’s <b>a </b>nice day today. The breeze feels good.”
Jim agreed, “Indeed.”
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“Dr. Carter, let me tell you a story.”
He began. “In a beautiful vi, there was a peasant woman with two sons. She favoured the older one, neglecting the younger <b>one </b><b>and </b>often locking him in the woodshed. She kept all the good things for the older son, but the brother was kind and shared with the younger. One day, the peasant woman changed. She released the disliked son <b>and </b>locked up the favoured one, giving all the good things to the younger, ignoring the olderpletely. Do you know why, Dr. Carter?
“Dr. Carter, you seem exhausted. Why don’t you lie down and take a break?” Joshua’s voice was soft <b>and </b>soothing, like a feather drifting through the pristine clinic room.
The clock ticked away.
Jim, seated in the reclining chair, appeared distracted.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
A pocket watch dropped in front of him, gently swinging.
His eyes followed the watch, almost in a trance.
Suddenly, a gentle voice broke the silence, “Dr. Carter, what’s your full name?”
“Jim… Carter.”
“How old are you, Dr. Carter?”
“Twenty–eight.”
“What’s your favourite food<b>?</b>”
“My mom’s noodles.”
Mentioning this, Jim’s lips curled into a slight smile, as if he was lost in a pleasant dream he didn’t want to <b>wake </b>from.
“Who’s your best friend?”
“Blood Shadow, Yves.
“Tell me, <b>where’s </b>Blood Shadow?”
Outside the window, the night was quiet.
Jim rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the throbbing pain, as he spoke to Isabelle on the phone.
“Today went well. We talked about his childhood. The car owner’s death deeply affects him. We need to take it <b>slow </b>and be cautious.
“He’s been depressed since he was young. I gave him some medication, <b>but </b>it’s just a temporary solution.
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“I might not be able to help him much, but Isabelle, you <b>can </b>help him more.
“He likes <b>you</b>, you know that. Since you and George have broken up, he has hope<b>.”</b>
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