Which isn’t so bad… it was worse from first through to about fifth. Most of the time unless I pry (and Dad taught me to never do that because it w...s an invasion) I only got snippets of thought. You see, the only time someone broadcasts their thoughts is when the thought it is tied to emotion. A bully pissed off at someone, a happy couple talking in the courtyard, the whole class when they’re taking a test! On those days I have to close off just to concentrate. I could have easily skipped. "Remember what I told you, no need to fear." I said to her as she passed by. She smiled at me then.When Dr. Beal finished with me, I stepped out into the waiting room where I found her waiting with a big smile on her face. I looked at those amazing eyes and told her that she must have had a good checkup."Oh Brent, I was so worried for no reason at all." she told me.Thank God for that. I didn't want anything to get in the way of what I had planned for her. We exited to the parking lot. I. She was too professional in her acting probably because she was going to be a nurse. Now it was my turn. We interchanged chair positions and continued)“Yes madam, please sit. What is your problem?”“I have got high grade fever” she said“OK lie down on the bed. I’ll check u up”(She laid down on the bed. I took the stick and asked her to raise her arm. Till this time I had no bad intensions in my mind. It was only a game I was playing. But now she rolled up her sleeves and showed her arm pit.. Bonner about two years ago for a throat infection, but apart from that, nothing. And so it was with some trepidation that she entered his room when he called her name.The doctor’s office was white. Everywhere. Even his desk in the corner was white. A bed ran along the length of the office on the other side, above which was a light and some tubes which Lauren had never seen before. There was an eye chart next to the door and a big poster of the blood system. Food and diet information alongside.