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Chapter 27: The Lesson He Gave the Doctor

Author: Claire Wilkins
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When Taylor finally came out of the exam room, I was relieved but also worried sick. I hoped the news was good. Even though it wasn't my fault that Leo did this to her, I still felt responsible.

I held back my tears as she approached us. Arthur stood to see if she needed help.

"So, what were the results?" I asked. "Anything major?" I swallowed hard in concern.

"Nope! Doctor Sanchez took the x-ray and read the results right away. Nothing is broken. I guess I lucked out. It seems like a wasted visit for me medically, but at least I got to see some of the cool pictures his daughter has of her scorpion collection. Check this out!" She showed me a printed picture of a glowing scorpion climbing on a palm tree.

"He gave that to you? That's great!" I said with enthusiasm, internally sighing in relief at her jovial demeanor. "Maybe you and his daughter could contact one another sometime."

"Yeah, I have the website address on the back of this picture. Her email is there too.
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