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"Mom, why do we have to go there?" Chelsey complained, as she trotted down the street after her mother. "You know he hates me. He hates everyone who visits him!"
Her mother turned around: "Oh, honey, you know that’s not true. Dr. Jenks doesn’t want to hurt you, he just wants to see your teeth healthy."
"He doesn’t," insisted Chelsey. "Why would he become a dentist then? Just to torture kids!"
Angela stopped and squatted in front of her daughter: "Chelsey, please, behave. We go to Dr. Jenks only twice a year and all he does is to check your teeth!"
"And what about pulling out a tooth last year?" the girl couldn’t be convinced.
"This was a bad tooth, it had to be pulled out. Chelsey, please!"
"Okay," she sighed resignedly and added under her breath: "How hard it’s to live when you’re five years old!"
Angela hid her smile.
"Mom, do we have to wait long?" Chelsey complained as they were already sat in the reception room. "I hate the sounds around me!"
Angela looked around, searching some kind of distraction and finally found it: "Just look at this little girl over there!" She pointed to a small dark haired child, smiling at a tall pretty woman sitting next to her. "She doesn’t seem to mind the sounds."
"Oh well," Chelsey did as if she wouldn’t mind but actually cast a look at the girl and shouted: "Hi, Leeny!"
Both the girl and the woman looked up, smiling.
"Mom," Chelsey faced Angela, "let’s go over there, it’s Colleen Donner, I know her from the day group."
"Hello," as they approached Colleen and her mother, the pretty woman smiled, "aren’t you Chelsey Leons?"
"I am," admitted Chelsey, happy that the woman knew her name, "and that’s my Mom."
"Hi, Mom," her voice sounded amused, "I’m Lindsay Donner."
"I’m actually Angela," she replied, a bit put out by the friendliness.
"Hi, Chels," little Colleen greeted the new comer and turned to Lindsay: "Mom, may I go and play with Chelsey?"
Lindsay smiled fondly: "As if you actually do what I say. Of course you may, just make sure you don’t take some of the doctor’s equipment like you did last time."
Angela raised her brows: "She took doc’s stuff?"
"Oh yes, she did, there was such a turmoil here! Goodness, I thought I’d kill this child," but her eyes indicated the very opposite of what she said.
This woman seems to be constantly amused of something, Angela thought.
"How old is your Colleen?"
"She’ll be three in three months," replied Lindsay.
"She looks older."
"Yes, she does. I guess that’s my fault. I’ve got too little time for her and she does her best to become my companion already now. The sooner the better."
"And your husband?" Angela asked.
"I’m not married," it sounded as easy as everything else about Lindsay.
"I see," Angela said.
"You don’t," shrugged Lindsay, "but I guess it’s okay. That’s how people normally react. Though I thought it were a free society."
"Oh, I mean…I…"
"Believe me, it’s all right," smiled Lindsay, "it is. Let’s talk about nicer things. Like what does your husband do?"
"Chuck’s a manager," Donner could see Angela was quite proud of her husband, "Chelsey dotes on him. She told me she’s going to be a manager as well."
"A nice job," confirmed Lindsay.
"And what do you do?"
"I’m working for a scientific organization OSIR as a Senior Data Analyst. Originally I left Oxford as a biologist."
"Aha," Angela was impressed. "I used to work as a typist but then Chelsey was born and Brad and Patrick. So I thought it would be better to stay home."
"Oh, yes, kids need attention, but I’m quite fond of taking Colleen with me to work. She’s the absolute star there."
"I can imagine, I don’t know a thing about such organizations but I think that kids are rarely allowed there. Doesn’t she create problems there?"
"Yes, from time to time but even my boss closes his eyes at her behavior."
Angela looked at Lindsay and wondered what else every boss she knew would forgive such a woman. And her charming daughter.
"Chelsey Leons, the doctor’s expecting you," a friendly woman in her fifties went out of the door.
"Oh, damned," Chelsey looked at Colleen, helpless, "I hate the doctors!"
"See it as a kind of play," Colleen proposed.
"I can’t. You’re lucky you can do that!"
"Not lucky, try to be an optimist."
Chelsey shot Colleen an admiring look. Then walked over to Angela: "Mom, it’s my turn."
"Of course, darling," the woman stood up. "It was very nice to meet you, mm… Lindsay."
"Same with me. Greet Chuck, Brad and Patrick from me!"
While Angela took her daughter’s hand and headed the dentist’s room she wondered how Lindsay managed to remember all the names she mentioned. There was something about her. But she couldn’t tell what.
"Mom, d’you think we can go home?" Colleen asked. Lindsay looked at her fondly. Chelsey was gone and her lively daughter was again bored.
"We can’t, lovey, you know we’ve promised Dana to wait for her."
"But so long? She’s a big girl, Mom, she’ll cope!"
"I know you don’t mean that, lady," Lindsay did her best to look strict but failed like she always did when trying to control her daughter. "Dana’s spent to many hours playing with you!"
"Okay, I feel guilty," Colleen climbed at Lindsay’s lap and started examining the earrings her mother put on. "They’re good."
"They are indeed. But please don’t pull my ears. Otherwise I’ll look like an elephant once you’re finished."
Colleen burst into laughter. Lindsay joined her, imagining what it would look like if she really had that big ears.
"You can be laughing all right," Dana sped out of the room, holding her cheek, "but pulling out a molar is not very funny for me."
"Oh, honey, I’m sorry," Lindsay softly put her daughter down and hugged Dana Praeger, who indeed looked very miserable.
"I’m also sorry," Colleen repeated, like always trying to do things exactly the way her mother did.
Dana smiled at them: "That’s me who’s got to be sorry. I’m a cry baby."
"You aren’t," reassured her Lindsay, "I can remember how it hurt when I had to see through the ordeal."
"Let’s get out of here," Dana proposed, "the place gives me the creeps."
"Sure, do you want to go home or perhaps at mine? Colleen’s got a new jigsaw puzzle."
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