I didn't see it coming that Snow would actually know about my past with Neil.
The way she asked… it seemed like she knew a lot.
"Since it all happened a long time ago, I've moved on." I answered calmly.
Snow nodded in agreement. "That's a good way to think. Lingering too long can drain one emotionally. Instead, it's the brief moments that are more memorable."
I didn't quite get the logic. Brief moments were more memorable? Was that really true?
Wasn't it the other way around? The more time we invest, the deeper the feelings, and the harder it was to let go.
Snow's thoughts always baffled me somewhat.
And I didn't really want to discuss Neil with her any further.
So I changed the subject. "Where's your son?"
"He's playing games. I've been looking for a school for him, but I don't know which one is best. And it's summer break, so I just let him play." Snow seemed to enjoy talking about her son. Every time I asked her anything, she would answer in detail.
But she never told me her son's full name, just calling him "Hiram."
Hiram was learning Chinese, but it was not very good. He barely managed to communicate with others. Sometimes he was outgoing, sometimes he was quiet. His favorite thing was to play games. Every time I came for treatment, he was always playing games.
Since he resembled Neil a lot, I've always wanted to take a closer look at him, but he stayed in the room most of the time.
"Have you found his father?" I asked again.
"Not yet. I didn’t have a pleasant breakup with his father. The chances of us reconciling are slim." Snow sighed. "By the way, Ms. Finch, you're a local, right? I heard there's a good elementary school in Rosemont, but it needs some connections to get in. Can you help me?"
I was a bit surprised that Snow would ask for my help.
If I could help, I would. But our relationship didn't seem to be that close yet.
"Is it inconvenient?" Snow asked me directly.
"Alright, I'll take care of it before school starts." I promised her after a few seconds of thought. This way, I could find out more about Snow and Hiram, since admission required personal information.
I was sure I could find a way to get that info. I didn't believe it was possible for two random people in the world to resemble each other so much.
On hearing that I was willing to help, Snow was very pleased; her voice even lightened up. "Thank you, Ms. Finch. I owe you one."
I smiled. "Just help me get better. And don't tell anyone about my condition, okay?"
Snow replied, "Of course, I won't compromise a patient's privacy. Don't worry."
After the session, I planned to rest a bit, get dressed, and leave.
However, Snow suddenly received a call. Her tone changed abruptly. She said to me, "Ms. Finch, I have to step out for a bit. Can you look after Hiram?"
"How long?" I asked, a bit surprised.
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