In due time, perhaps, but I want to discuss the nature of your anxiety.
[Chilton exhaled, frowning, and interwove his own fingers together as he stared over them at Reggie.]
There had to be a catalyst. Something, or a sequence of something, that created this circumstantial anxiety. [But Reggie wasn't about to tell him, that much was clear.]
What was your childhood like, Reggie? In this small town of yours.
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[Chilton exhaled, frowning, and interwove his own fingers together as he stared over them at Reggie.]
There had to be a catalyst. Something, or a sequence of something, that created this circumstantial anxiety. [But Reggie wasn't about to tell him, that much was clear.]
What was your childhood like, Reggie? In this small town of yours.