That was a shame. Still, the doctor – whoever he or she had been – would no doubt recognize themselves and their past guilt in the paper. Maybe they’d even write in and try to offer their side of the story although Aiden didn’t feel he’d be anywhere near as generous to them as he was being to the young man. He felt incredibly sorry for Calvin, and though he might be brisk now his write up of the whole unfortunate situation would show the young man in the best light possible – a true survivor of an obviously horrid time. “That’s alright. I understand if you’d rather not. Whoever they where it sounds as if they should be the ones getting questioned and by more important people than me – the medical board or the police maybe.”
He felt a bit sick to his stomach to know it was something that had been on going. Despite how good a story it would be on paper; and it would be good, he could feel it – all the right ingredients where there, horrible as they were – he took very little pleasure in hearing the actual details of the case. It was far to easy to imagine that something might happen to him one day, he hardly made friends writing what he did, and that his own son might end up under the so-called protection of doctors like the one Calvin described. “I’m very sorry for what happened to you. It sounds as if they didn’t really know how to work outside of textbook cases.” And obviously took their anger at their own failings out on patients.