Barbara turned to me, her expression serious. "Before you go, make sure to get a medical check-up," she said, her tone brooking no argument. "I need to have complete documents on file for our records." She scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to me. "Here's my phone number. I'll contact you as soon as I find a customer for you."
I nodded, gently taking the paper from her outstretched hand. "Thanks, Barbara. I'll attend to the check-up immediately." The worry lines etched around her eyes were unmistakable, and I was grateful for her meticulous attention to detail.
After completing my medical check-up, I gathered my belongings and exited the building, the cool evening air greeting me as I stepped outside. I paused for a moment to check my watch, noting that it was approach
