White Spots on My Cheeks Led to an Unwanted Contract

in his early sixties, with kind, watery blue eyes and a neat white mustache. He wore a crisp white lab coat over a blue button-down shirt, and he carried a silver metal clipboard.

“Good afternoon, Martha,” he said, offering a warm, brief smile. “And Clara. It has been a while since I saw either of you in the clinic.”

“We don’t come unless something is continue reading …