By Tony Russell|
The Willards invited us and a couple of other neighbors over for a barbecue on their giant new gas grill. Ann greeted us at the door, and after we thanked her for inviting us, Patty asked, “By the way, is it some special occasion?”
We’ve known the Willards for years. Ann flushed, hesitated, and then said, “I suppose it’s okay to talk about it. Dean has been having some... anxiety for a while, and I finally persuaded him to see a psychiatrist. It took some intensive therapy and some medication, but they finally got him adjusted. Dean had a hard time adapting to the new ‘normal.’ But he’s made the breakthrough.” She gave a little smile of relief. “He’s fine now. So we felt like having a quiet celebration with our friends.”
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