Look what me and Anne did!
“You’ve got to help me, Doc! I can’t take this pain anymore! There’s got to be something you can do.”
Dr. Wexler rubbed his chin thoughtfully before sterilizing the stethoscope and returning it to the top drawer of a cabinet painted antiseptic-white. “There’s no doubt about it, Joseph,” he mused with his back still turned, “This is a professional first for me. Physically, I can’t find
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