Chapter Seven
“Okay, Mr. Powell. Looks like we are just about finished up here. If you’ll bite together one last time….” Zach waited for his patient to comply, and when he did so, everything looked as expected. “Perfect. Now, grind them together.” Once again, everything seemed to be squared away. “Awesome! Everything feel pretty normal in there, other than the numbness?”
“Uh huh,” Mr. Powell answered, slightly nodding his head. Zach knew that was an affirmative; it would be difficult to answer with his mouth all numb and cotton balls still on one side.
There was a slight knock on the wall near the doorway where a door would’ve been if the office had any. “Dr. Kemper, when you’re ready, Sasha needs her teeth checked, please.”
Zach looked up into Sophie’s deep brown eyes. “Sure thing. Ju
