do, and even try to challenge you seven ways from Sunday, but really, they don’t know a hill of beans.  You’re the one with the degree.  You’re the one who’s been in school to learn this.  They know nothing.  Grandma Hilda’s bottle of whatever may have worked once before, but this strain of virus could be something else.  Common folk think they know more than you, but don’t let them fool you and certainly don’t let them gallop over you.”

     Dessie nodded in acknowledgment and buried her nose in Louis Holten’s file.  Dr. Hall smiled and continued cleaning his surgical instruments.

     Dr. Hall had set the last one down, when there was a hard, and quick, knock at the office door.  He opened...

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