Sally came out of the office with her mind blank.
“That was quick. What did Clara say?” Edison stood up from one of the chairs that were lined along the corridor. It had been ten minutes since he sat down there dozing off.
Sally’s face was pink as if she had just put on some rosy blush. Cute, Edison thought.
Since Clara said that Edison is the only one that can help me, then he must be a good doctor. But I do not want him to see my naked body. No one has seen me naked except my husband.
“Oh, Clara is on the phone with someone. She asked me to tell you that you should visit her more often.”
“Thanks for that. But I must sell the pheasants for money. I will see her by that time.” Edison would love to meet Clara; the thing was that he had no extra money for a date. Poor gu
