Aaron examined the skin lesion. “It looks like an infected insect bite. We need to get you on an antibiotic.”
“That’s what I figured.”
Aaron continued with a general physical exam and spotted healed insect bite lesions over his arms and lower legs.
“I hope you stay, Doc.”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“There’s a lot of weirdness in this town. The last doc got spooked, I think.”
“Weirdness, what kind of weirdness?”
“Evil people. Strange things happening. But, you know, I’ve lived here my whole life. Maybe all towns are like this one. Was your last town weird, too?”
Aaron’s chest tightened as a vision popped into his head: idiot doctors sitting around a mahogany table demanding that Aaron resign. He nodded. “Yeah, I guess in a way it was.”
