Fifteen Minutes

After several minutes of reading over the same articles about When to Seek Medical Care and Trivial Medical Facts, boredom took over; pushing me to look at the ticking chrome clock above the reception desk.

I moaned.

Only a quarter to ten, but my doctor was not here.

Dr Lee was a driven professional, always prompt whether rain or snow. While the traffic could be the reason for his tardiness, which to my displeasure was blaring outside of the window, I suspect that was not the case since Cosmicopolis’ traffic has always been abhorrent, especially during this time of the day, and Dr Lee was always on time.

I looked at the secretary who caught my glance at once, returning a broad, radiant smile. She gave me a high energy hand wave. I returned the gesture, albeit milder, chuckling at the thought someone like Charlotte was still an enthusiastic fan, even now. You would think after all this time the novelty of knowing a superhero would wear off.

Not with her.

Charlotte was still Cheerful Charlotte.

And I liked it that way.