“He just needs a little motivation,” the psychiatrist said. “Let me know if you would like me to speak to him.”
Mary sighed. She had heard it all before. Change this, stop that, do this, and try that. Nothing worked. She just could not get through to him. He wasn’t like the other three and she couldn’t figure out why.
“Thank you, Doctor. I will.”
She sat behind the steering wheel and wiped her tears. She had done the same thing with him that she did with the others, but he just didn’t want to cooperate. Life was hard enough without his added stress. A quick trip to the grocery store for some cheesecake and chocolate ice cream, then on to her little basement apartment.
“Hello everyone,” she said as she walked through the door.
“Hi,” everyone called from the living room.
“What did you bring me?” Edward asked from the bedroom.
Mary sighed and shook her head. “Don’t you know how to say hello?” She slammed the freezer door so hard the refrigerator door opened. “I am so sick and tired of being it being me, me, me all the time. Don’t you ever think of anyone besides yourself!”
“No.” Edward still had not left the bedroom.
Slamming doors and yelling echoed through the apartment building. Charlotte in 3C stepped out onto the landing and looked down the stairwell to the basement.
“She’s on one again, huh?” Louise asked, stepping of out 4C.
“Oh, my, yes,” Charlotte said, shaking her head. “I feel bad for that young lady.”
“So do I, but then again, I think all ventriloquists are a bit nutty.”