Dr.

Bennett’s gray sedan pulled into her reserved spot near the back staff door.

I got out of my car and walked across the asphalt to meet her.

Dr.

Bennett stopped near the back entrance, took off her reading glasses, and held them by one arm.

“I spent my morning answering calls from three church elders, Natalie,” Dr.

Bennett said, her tone level and cool.

“I know what Seth is telling people,” I said.