Pier
Norman dangles his feet over the edge of the pier and stares down into the water. He wonders how wise it is to have a facility like this so close to a place people can drown themselves.
"How're you feeling, Norman?"
"Good."
"Ready to finally get out of here?"
"If you say I am."
His counselor takes a seat next to him. "You can stay longer. No one's forcing you to leave."
Norman looks at her. "Can I stay forever?"
"Would you really want to?"
"No."
"Then let's see about getting you checked out."
Sighing, Norman gets to his feet.
"How're you feeling, Norman?"
"Good."
"Ready to finally get out of here?"
"If you say I am."
His counselor takes a seat next to him. "You can stay longer. No one's forcing you to leave."
Norman looks at her. "Can I stay forever?"
"Would you really want to?"
"No."
"Then let's see about getting you checked out."
Sighing, Norman gets to his feet.