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The Doctor

Fay falls back into her seat. The door is ajar. She sips from her bottle before looking up her next patient. 'Oh great,' Fay mutters when she sees the name on her computer screen. Mrs Donnellan. She barely needs to bring up Mrs Donnellan's history. A frequent flyer. A lonely time waster who'll suck away… Continue reading The Doctor

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A visit with Grandma

Grandma sits in her high-backed upholstered chair. Her eyes are closed; her hands rest lightly on the arms of the chair. I see all of this through the skinny panel window in the door to her room. I knock before entering; her eyes open slowly and she grins when she sees me. 'Come in, Gil.'… Continue reading A visit with Grandma

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Eliza and Flossie

'Turn the volume DOWN,' yelled Flossie's mum, Eliza. 'I'm trying to do some work here.' Flossie rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically. But she fetched the remote and did as asked. 'Thank you honey-child,' said Eliza, as she smiled at her daughter. Her reward was a cold stare, coupled with a grunt. Not for the… Continue reading Eliza and Flossie

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Offer for Patricia

'But what will I have to do?' Patricia asked. Her cheeks were flushed, a deep rosy red and she was wringing her hands. 'Oh, it's nothing too dramatic,' Mr Burns replied. 'Pretty cushy, really. Answer telephone calls, grab morning tea orders from staff and phone them through to the cafe. Stationery orders. Greet visitors, sign… Continue reading Offer for Patricia

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The appointment

'I'm not sure how it all began,' said Carrie. She bit her bottom lip, a gesture she made subconsciously when anxious. 'Take your time,' said Betty. Carrie stared at a fleck in the carpet. It was the shape of a hyena. No. Not a hyena; a horse. And now a camel. Weird. The longer she… Continue reading The appointment