Chapter43
Doc Evans appears from the house and brings me out of my dream land. He comes around every day and usually brings me something as a gift. I thinks he sees me as a daughter he never had, and I also
if he is a fatherly figure in my life now. I quickly shut down the thoughts that arise with the mentioning of my own family and turn to doc Evans to greet him.
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“Hey doc! How was your day?”
Doc crouches down to my level and kisses my head.
“As usual, people are morons, you would thing that being an animal themselves would be helpful with the pets, but I swear, it sometimes borders with insanity…”
Doc throws his hands in the air in an exasperated gesture to which I simply laugh.
“Oh, come one, doc, there is a difference between being a wolf and owning a cat, no?”
“There is, but can you imagine dressing your pup in a raincoat? NO! But Anna from the book store, the one that is 105 years old, she bought her collie one, because, and I quote, Rufus doesn’t like getting wet, and guess what happens?”
“Oh no, what happened?” I’m joining doc Evans in this game, my eyes are full with laughter, and his ones are too, but he hides it well, he has to maintain the image of a grumpy old man, right?
“The fur on poors animal’s belly got stuck in the zipper, and this very clever woman still zipped it up till the very end!”
I pressed both hands to my mouth to stifle my laugh, but it breaks free either way, because let’s face it, it is hilarious!
“Oh no! Poor doggy! What did you do?”
“I hd to cut the damn thing off of the dog and then shave his belly, all the way while Anna was screaming at me that I have ruined a very fashionable rain coat that she bought for 150$! Can you imagine that old fool?” Doc Evans facepalms himself, but a smile breaks free and we both laugh.
“I honestly can not imagine dressing up a collie in a raincoat and spending 150$ on it…
“Same, girlie, same… I would rather buy a bottle of fine scotch or something, but a raincoat for a dog?…”
“I wouldn’t buy a bottle of booze either.” I raise a brow in doc’s direction.
“Girlie, not just booze, but a FINE bottle of scotch…”
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“You men with your fine booze and cigars…”
We stay silent for a moment, than doc Evan remembers something.
“By the way, sweetheart! There was a letter for you in the clinic! Here.” With that he pulls out at yellow envelope out of his back pocket.
“A letter for me? Is it from the school?” I am confused, I thought we picked up all the papers last
time we went there.
“Don’t think so, there is no return address.” He eyes me suspiciously.
“That is odd. Nobody knows I’m here, I haven’t spoken to anyone since I left…” My brows are furrowed now, that is beyond strange. Who would write me a letter and with no return address?
“Hm…” is all doc says. I eye him with my brows still furrowed, but take the envelope. Carefully I open it and pull out the contents. A gasp leaves my lips.
“What the hell…” I whisper to no one in particular. My hands start to tremble, because the content of the letter was… pictures of me. 10 pictures of me, to be precise. All from the university – from the cafeteria where we had lunch, from the coffee shop and then from the bench where I sat waiting for doc Evans to finalize all the paperwork. My eyes are huge as I pass the pictures to doc Evans, and as soon as he realizes what I was holding in my hands, his facial expression turns grim.
“Well that’s interesting…” he mutters under his breath.
Interesting? Yeah, no shit. I think I have a stalker…
