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hand.
Without thinking, she shook it. Realizing her breast was exposed, she pulled her hand back.
The doctor grinned. “You can call me Dr. Dickey. Most of my patients do.”
She nodded and stared at the human body poster behind him. The organs, bones, and winding blood vessels of the illustration were meant to be educational. Instead, they looked morbid, horrific.
“You don’t seem very comfortable around doctors, if you don’t mind my saying so.”
She looked at him. His eyes were warm and compassionate. He looked sincere, though the hint of smile never faltered.
“I’ve never been this … naked in front of a doctor before.” Her face felt like a ball of fire.
“Well, don’t you worry. We’re going to take good care of you here. Very good care.” He smiled, his green eyes twinkling in the light. “So, you just started at Ravencrest, I hear. How are you liking it?”
“It’s fine. Good. Great actually. I think I’m going to love it.”
“Good. That’s excellent. Mr. Manning has a great staff. I’m certain you’ll fit right in.”
She thought of Mrs. Heller and suppressed a shiver. “I’ve only met a few of the staff members. And the children, of course.”
“And how are they? The children?”
“Oh, they’re adorable,” she said. “I love children.”
“As I’m sure they love you.” More eye crinkling.
Usually, she wanted to say, knowing little Cynthia was going to be a huge challenge.
“Well, then,” said Dr. Akin, “let’s proceed. Before we get started on the actual examination, I’d like your permission to allow a medical student to observe. Nice fellow by the name of Dr. Jeffrey Johnson. He’s an intern and he could benefit from-”
“Oh, I’m, um, not really comfort-”
“Now, now, Belinda. Don’t worry. It’s a professional situation and it’s for the greater good-”
“But I-”
“We can’t produce great doctors if we don’t give them a little hands-on experience. And I have a great feeling about Dr. Jeffrey. I think he’s got what it takes.” He smiled at her.
“It’s just that I’m very …”
“Uncomfortable?”
“Yes.”
He laughed, but it was a kind laugh. “You know what they say about overcoming fears, right? You need to face them. I think Dr. Jeffrey may not be the only person being given a great opportunity here today.”
Belinda swallowed. Hard. She felt light-headed as she realized she was nodding her head.
“Excellent. The world needs more like you, Belinda. I’ll go get Dr. Jeffrey and Nurse Massengil.”
Belinda sat at the edge of the exam table, mortified.
Within a few moments, the entire crew entered. Dr. Akin, Nurse Massengil, and a young man in a white coat with dark hair and chocolate eyes: Dr. Johnson. He looked about twelve and wore a serious expression, probably trying to appear older.
Dr. Akin - she couldn’t even think of him as Dr. Dickey, let alone say it aloud, approached and stood in front of her, very close. “Shall we get started?”
“Uh, okay.”
He went to the counter where Nurse Massengil sat on a stool reading Bon Appétit, and returned with a tongue depressor. “I’ll bet you’ve seen one of these before, haven’t you?”
She managed a smile. “That, I’ve seen.”
“Good. Open wide.”
She parted her lips and let him put the flat stick on her tongue. “A little wider,” he said. She complied, and waited while he looked around in her mouth. “Very good. You’ve a nice healthy pink tongue and a charming uvula.” He removed the depressor. “All done. That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“No.” This time her smile was tiny but genuine. “No. It wasn’t bad.”
Next, he shined a light in one eye, then the other, and had her read a couple lines from an eye chart on the wall across the room. She passed with flying colors and was beginning to feel a little better about things.
He looked in her ears then felt the glands in her neck. “All good,” he said, glancing at the intern,
Without thinking, she shook it. Realizing her breast was exposed, she pulled her hand back.
The doctor grinned. “You can call me Dr. Dickey. Most of my patients do.”
She nodded and stared at the human body poster behind him. The organs, bones, and winding blood vessels of the illustration were meant to be educational. Instead, they looked morbid, horrific.
“You don’t seem very comfortable around doctors, if you don’t mind my saying so.”
She looked at him. His eyes were warm and compassionate. He looked sincere, though the hint of smile never faltered.
“I’ve never been this … naked in front of a doctor before.” Her face felt like a ball of fire.
“Well, don’t you worry. We’re going to take good care of you here. Very good care.” He smiled, his green eyes twinkling in the light. “So, you just started at Ravencrest, I hear. How are you liking it?”
“It’s fine. Good. Great actually. I think I’m going to love it.”
“Good. That’s excellent. Mr. Manning has a great staff. I’m certain you’ll fit right in.”
She thought of Mrs. Heller and suppressed a shiver. “I’ve only met a few of the staff members. And the children, of course.”
“And how are they? The children?”
“Oh, they’re adorable,” she said. “I love children.”
“As I’m sure they love you.” More eye crinkling.
Usually, she wanted to say, knowing little Cynthia was going to be a huge challenge.
“Well, then,” said Dr. Akin, “let’s proceed. Before we get started on the actual examination, I’d like your permission to allow a medical student to observe. Nice fellow by the name of Dr. Jeffrey Johnson. He’s an intern and he could benefit from-”
“Oh, I’m, um, not really comfort-”
“Now, now, Belinda. Don’t worry. It’s a professional situation and it’s for the greater good-”
“But I-”
“We can’t produce great doctors if we don’t give them a little hands-on experience. And I have a great feeling about Dr. Jeffrey. I think he’s got what it takes.” He smiled at her.
“It’s just that I’m very …”
“Uncomfortable?”
“Yes.”
He laughed, but it was a kind laugh. “You know what they say about overcoming fears, right? You need to face them. I think Dr. Jeffrey may not be the only person being given a great opportunity here today.”
Belinda swallowed. Hard. She felt light-headed as she realized she was nodding her head.
“Excellent. The world needs more like you, Belinda. I’ll go get Dr. Jeffrey and Nurse Massengil.”
Belinda sat at the edge of the exam table, mortified.
Within a few moments, the entire crew entered. Dr. Akin, Nurse Massengil, and a young man in a white coat with dark hair and chocolate eyes: Dr. Johnson. He looked about twelve and wore a serious expression, probably trying to appear older.
Dr. Akin - she couldn’t even think of him as Dr. Dickey, let alone say it aloud, approached and stood in front of her, very close. “Shall we get started?”
“Uh, okay.”
He went to the counter where Nurse Massengil sat on a stool reading Bon Appétit, and returned with a tongue depressor. “I’ll bet you’ve seen one of these before, haven’t you?”
She managed a smile. “That, I’ve seen.”
“Good. Open wide.”
She parted her lips and let him put the flat stick on her tongue. “A little wider,” he said. She complied, and waited while he looked around in her mouth. “Very good. You’ve a nice healthy pink tongue and a charming uvula.” He removed the depressor. “All done. That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“No.” This time her smile was tiny but genuine. “No. It wasn’t bad.”
Next, he shined a light in one eye, then the other, and had her read a couple lines from an eye chart on the wall across the room. She passed with flying colors and was beginning to feel a little better about things.
He looked in her ears then felt the glands in her neck. “All good,” he said, glancing at the intern,
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