Writer’s Rehab

The first day of the rest of a writer’s life

Owen walked into the Serenity Hills Re-hab Facility. He had never been in such a facility before. Looking around, he saw that it looked like any other medical facility.

He approached the front desk and smiled at the receptionist, “Hi, I’m here to pick up Luke Philips.”

“Ah yes. Just a moment…” The young, short-haired Hispanic woman picked up a phone and began mumbling into it.

Owen once again looked around the facility. He noticed a large man in a hospital robe sitting on a bench slowing swaying back and forth as he stared at the wall in front of him.”

“Okey-dokey.”

Owen turned back to the receptionist who was smiling, revealing perfect teeth.

“Mr. Philips should be out shortly. Did you receive the Helpful Guidelines booklet we mailed to you?”

“Yes, we did. The wife and I spent several hours yesterday going through the entire house making sure there was nothing left out that might induce Luke to return to his… uh… his addiction.”

“Good. Despite all the counseling and medical help they receive here, patients can still easily fall back into their addictions — especially in the first month after being released. You have our phone number? You can…