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"Hi, I have an appointment at

twelve? I'm a complete muddle brain

these days. What floor are you on?" I

babble into the phone.

“Mrs. Haines, yes, the new patient.”

Oh, things do work out for the righteous.

I snicker.

“That’s me. Mrs. Haines.”

“We’re on the fifth floor. You can

punch the number I sent to you via text to

get into the elevator.”