Mike told her.Like being a real attorney would make me a better driver? Kaylee waited until he stood then rolled her eyes and got out of the car.Mike was constantly doling out backhanded compliments. She ignored him and opened the trunk to grab her notebook and his briefcase. In a year, when Kaylee was able to take the bar again, she’d ditch this firm and never look back. She’d failed the first time around, but the firm kept her on as a junior attorney in training. Her internship paid poorly but at least it paid. It was the only reason she dealt with Mike, one of the firm’s three partners.Carrying his briefcase, Kaylee trailed him up the sidewalk towards the low brick building hedged on three sides by maple and oak trees. Flowers lined the sidewalk and front of the building, and the grass was newly cut, releasing its earthy scent into the sunny fall day.The setting was serene and unassuming. She glanced up at the sign above the main entrance, noting how even the center’s name was subdued in graceful lettering.Rosewood Mental Health Rehabilitation CenterIt sounded pretty for a nuthouse.
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