<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Jessica shook her head after listening to Trevor's explanation. "I know you didn't mean to Trevor, but you realize how serious this is. I will take care of the problem and find out about Adam's behavior."<br/>
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She scribbled a few things on her clip board with a sigh. "Until then, you will be confined to your room. I'm sorry, but this has to be," she tapped her heel on the scuffed linoleum thinking for a moment. "I'm going to look into the medications we've prescribed. I feel the new ones aren't doing what we hoped. You understand, don't you? We will talk again at the end of the week Trevor."<br/>
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Jessica stood and went up to the door hitting the button on the wall. Soon an orderly would be here to escort him back to his room. She took a small notebook and placed it in his hands. "I want you to start keeping a journal Trevor. Can you do that for me? We're going to figure out a way to get your temper under control. You can send me messages before our meeting if something is going wrong okay?"<br/>
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As soon as the orderly appeared, Jessica stepped back as the door opened. Much to her disdain, Ralph appeared. She didn't need him agitating Trevor after the night he had. "Ralph take him to his room and that's it. If I find out anything else happened, you might not be employed here any longer."<br/>
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Ralph tittered nervously helping Trevor from his chair. "Um sure Ms. Prescott-"<br/>
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"Doctor, Ralph. It's Dr. Prescott and you will address me as such," she interrupted.<br/>
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He nodded, face splotched in red and exited the room in tow behind Trevor. Jessica ran a hand through her hair shaking her head. Things certainly could have been better. Trevor was an enigma. She picked up her papers and walked towards her office still thinking about him. </span>