Re: [Friday]
[Misha, for all his confidence, was still real young, and he wasn't good any at hiding his disappointment when the doctor got to talking.] I'm real committed- [He started on quick, but he went quiet when the doctor kept talking. Misha, he knew this man could send him on back to Bellevue quick as could be, and he couldn't go getting loud or fussy with him. Misha listened quiet, hands in his lap.] They said working was real good. [They had said that. Misha recalled it real clear, but he could already tell there wasn't a thing to be said to change this man's mind. That was how it was here. Least he had Janus' sample deal still to be used, and there was visitation for however long this "temporary" change in medicine would require.
Misha didn't ask even one question. He'd been 'round public head doctors since he was born. He remembered his momma drooling on her collar one Christmas morning. He knew that fussing only made them add more drugs. Misha knew this system fine, and within this system he was a man doing time, and he didn't have a lick of right to anything until that time was done. Even living with Mr. Wainright wouldn't prevent this, seeing as the doctor was labeling it temporary because of medicine adjusting.]