“Hi, Ada.” Rina was now in her private doctor’s office hours, at least as private as it could be since she worked for the medical school.  She looked at the clock on the wall, she had fifteen minutes for Ada — from walking into the exam room to logging out of the computer from her […]

The young man scowled at his computer. Eyes focused on the agent’s tattooed forearm, Art waited at the license bureau to have his plates renewed. “You a doctor, huh?” Still not making eye contact, the man stopped looking at his computer screen and just pointed his finger to the MD on Art’s credit card. Art’s […]

Death Prep. Dyed blonde prancing in tight white lace before shimmering sunset lake. There was a wedding but she was not the bride. Never feel like that again — timid innocent arrogant — after falls her veil in her high-helled stamping dance. Read more about women whose lives are not by the book at https://healersletters.com/the-cancer-files/