The last thing she needed to do was hand over all her personal belongings (for safe keeping) and step through the auto-locking door. As she handed over her driver's licence she realized that it wasn't too late to back out. The somewhat sick girl in the photo could still go home, but no she needed to do this, for her mother's sake.
"One last question?" she asked working up her courage to step through the door.
"Of course, what is it dear?" asked the receptionist.
"Why the doors?"
"You have to want to be cured before we can help. This frees the doctors to work only with those who can be cured. It is one of the reason we have a 100% success rate."
"Who is going to be my doctor?"
z The receptionist shuffled some papers, "We usually don't disclose this until after people step through, but you've suffered a lot in the last few days. Ah, here it is. Your doctor's name is Ernie Piatzo."
With that piece of information JLH stepped through the auto-locking doors.
Wed Nov 21 09:20:24 2001