Sarah Randall ended up being nothing like Genny pictured in her mind. She was of average height and weight with mousy brown hair pulled back in a bun and pale gray eyes that peered out over the top of her glasses. Genny had conjured up the image of a very sexy and attractive woman with high heels and an abundance of cleavage exposed over the top of her blouse.

Max was gorgeous. This woman could not be his ex-wife. She envisioned Hank having a hard time keeping his eyes off Sarah and barely being able to concentrate on their sessions. Instead, she came face-to-face with a woman who appeared quite plain.

Sarah stood up from behind her desk and flashed a comforting smile. “Good morning, Genny and Hank. Have a seat. I’m Dr. Randall. I want you to feel at ease, so please call me Sara...

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