I tried to console myself with the fact that I had high marks in class this semester and if I blew one exam it would still be possible to redeem my gr...de. We walked through the room and to a small medical workstation on the far side. Simone took off her coat and I followed suit, still marveling at this busy office securely hidden behind a B2Y. ‘Open your mouth,’ I heard Simone say to me. Turning, I noticed that she’d put on a pair of surgical gloves and was holding a long cotton swab. From what. No one was in sight, but there was a bell, so I rang it. There was a brief pause then a woman came through an arch behind the reception desk. “Got here all right, then?” “Yes, Mrs.Albright.” “This your daughter?” Pointing at Janet. “Yes. Say hello to Mrs.Albright, Janet.” “Hello Mrs.Albright.” “Hello Janet. You’re a pretty little girl, aren’t you.” Janet hid behind my leg. “Bit shy I’m afraid, Mrs.Albright.” “Let’s drop the Mrs.Albright, shall we? Alice will do. And of course, I know you’re. Folding her feet under her, she said, "Can I talk to you?" Sure, honey," I replied."First I want to thank you for having me. I had an awful good time!" she said."You're welcome to come back; the door is always open to you," I replied."I have a problem I don't know how to handle, so I came to you. Mom always says to ask her anything, and since she's not here, I thought you might be able to help," she said."What is it, hon?" I asked."Millie and I have been talking about what we're going to tell. In fact my Dad had a friend of his that wanted him to consult on a development he was building, so he could make it a business trip as well. They originally lived up here, but had moved to Connecticut shortly after I got married. They are both in their mid-late fifty's and look like every body else's parents. Dad is a little over weight with graying black hair and Mom is tall and thin and has deep red hair with whispers of gray around her face.The cause of all that happened started when Rita.