The Man Behind The Cop
I'm going to leave him." Determination was stark on Lenora Escobar's face, but her hands, clenched on the arms of the chair, betrayed her anxiety.Karin Jorgensen felt a thrill of pleasure, not so much at the statement but at how far this terrorized woman had come to be able to make it. Yet Karin's alarm bells also rang, because the days and weeks after leaving an abusive man were the most dangerous time for any woman.
The two sat facing each other in Karin's office, a comfortable, cluttered space designed to allow children to play and women to feel at home. For almost five years now, Karin had been in practice with a group of psychologists at a clinic called A Woman's Hand, which offered mental health services only to women and children.
She remembered having a vague intention to go into family counseling. By good fortune, an internship here at A Woman's Hand had presented itself while she was in grad school, and she'd never looked back. Women like Lenora were her reward.
Lately, she'd begun to worry that she went way beyond feeling mere job satisfaction when her clients took charge of their lives. She'd begun to fear they were her life. Their trium ... read full excerpt from The Man Behind the Cop ebook
