I am a bit slow on my lunch break and have to rush back to the clinic. As I am power-walking to the doctor’s office, I almost crash into her running in the opposite direction and she admits that she’s running late and hasn’t had lunch yet. “What were you planning to do for the next hour and a half?” she says, hoping I’ll find something to keep myself occupied. I admit that I’ll probably be packing for the weekend (State Showjumping Championships tomorrow!). She leans in close and whispers, “I’d pack and get out of here”, then stands up and says loudly, “I’LL SEE YOU AT THE NURSING HOME AT 3:30!”
Not my favourite actress, but definitely my favourite doctor.
Not my favourite actress, but definitely my favourite doctor.
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