The middle aged lawyer wearing a dark suit looked at the woman sitting in front of him. He was behind an official-looking desk. He asked her where she had lived before and she mentioned several places. She forgot the most important thing, to mention the foreclosure of her home in Georgia. You are dysfunctional. Therapy’s Over! He shouted as she tried to talk again. His mouth opened wide. For a moment she thought he was going to bite her. Tell me this is not happening, she thought. This cannot be. Her eyes stared at him. You are being disrespectful, she managed to say. No, this person does not know how to deal with the homeless. He says he does, but I don’t see it. All he wants is to hurry things along, just go to the next case.