>>2324510“Wait! Wait!” I said. I didn’t want him getting ahead of himself. “Where is… the nurse? I’m sorry but there are two of us, don’t you need any help?”
“Oh, Maggie? She is already fast asleep as we speak. Don’t worry about it. I might not look like it, but I can handle around a patient or two,” he reached to touch us; Peggy and me. We recoiled. He smelled old.
“I insist!”, “Can you please call Maggie?”, “We’ll feel a lot better if she’s here with you!”, “Please, doctor!”, “We’ll agree to anything you say, do any test,”, “We’d just really prefer if she was here to help us!” we said.
It was a dare but we still hated it. We backed until we crashed to the door and it wasn’t sure that I would open it and we would run away screaming.
“Oh, alright! Alright! Alright!” he doctor threw his hands on the air. “I’ll call her in. Give her a minute.”
He got a smartphone from a pocket on his lab. I thought that everyone older than sixty couldn’t use those to save their lives.
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