4:30
`` And I said no , even when I wanted , oh , so terribly , to say yes and yes and yes . '' She squeezed her eyes tight shut to hold back a rush of tears . * * * * * Time folded back on itself . Once again , the hands of her wristwatch pointed to 4:30 and the white-clad receptionist said briskly , `` Doctor will see you now . '' Once again , from some remote vantage point , Lucilla watched herself brush past Dr. Andrews and cross to the familiar couch , heard herself say , `` It 's getting worse , '' watched herself move through a flickering montage of scenes from childhood to womanhood , from past to present . She opened he eyes to meet those of the man who sat patiently beside her . `` You see , '' he said , `` telling me was n't so difficult , after all . ''