Zendaya has been busy all day with scheduled patients and three emergencies. She’s still thinking about that woman staying in her house. “Two nights at the most. I can tolerate her. I think I can. Give me strength.” Zendaya mumbles while walking into an examination room.
Elaim walks in behind her. “Why didn’t you drive? Is there something wrong with your car? If so, I can get Reggie to go by and check it out.”
Zendaya slides on a pair of gloves, looking at a St. Bernard. “ My car is fine. Both of my husbands told me they were bringing me to work today and not to ask any questions. Okay, Otis, be a good boy,” She begins to examine the dog.
Eliam pats Otis’s head. “What are those two up to now?”
"That’s the same thing I said. “ She’s listening to Otis’s chest. “Sounds good. Their answer
