ONE "SIT DOWN, MS. KIM," Dr. Marchant Lewis said. Lois frowned slightly and then lowered herself into the chair he indicated. Lewis was clad in a crisp white doctor's smock that was at least two sizes too small for his great girth. Small plastic buttons strained to hold the garment across his belly. In the spaces between Lois could see the black T-shirt he wore. When the big man looked down on Lois she shuddered inwardly. Marchant smiled. "Don't be nervous," he said. "It doesn't hurt." With some effort, he walked around the table and took the seat across from her. As he wedged himself in a button popped off and struck Lois on the cheek. "Oh," she cried, half rising from her chair.
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April 01, 2013
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