Snippet #2103455

Marie stood outside the house, awaiting the arrival of the new patients. Honestly, she was looking forward to seeing them. Carefully, she had picked those who needed help the most while also picking those who wouldn't be dangerous to each other. She was quite seriously worried about all of them, really. Every problem which hurt someone was serious, especially since it wasn't a kind of illness you should simply prescribe medication and watch disappear - Not at all. She truly felt something for every person she'd invited here. She could look in their eyes and see pain, look at their exhaustion and see guilt, read their stories and feel their confusion or guilt. It was a gift she had, she felt.

So naturally, she would wait for everyone and show them to their rooms when they arrived. Not everyone would be coming on one day, several perhaps coming a day or so later - But that was simply understandable. So, she would show whoever would come today to their rooms. Hopefully, she could at least sit down at talk with them for just a little bit; introductions, simple conversation, and before things got too heavy with pressure, dinner and bed. It was 6pm after all, surely it would be at least 8:30 pm before 'dinner'. It could never be helped, dinner was almost always late on the first day.