Chapter Eleven
“He is the “tree doctor”?” I ask clearly not seeing the resemblance with the young man in front of me and the image my head had created to fit his profile.
“Tree doctor? Where did that come from?” Says tree doctor version 2.0
I stare at him for a quarter of a second wondering who exactly cleared him as a genius. What exactly was the criteria for this clearance?
“Ehhh isn’t it obvious?” I ask, giving him a perplexed look, yet I still go on to explain because I’m trying to get my point across.
“ you are a doctor, and you live on a tree. I do not see how you don’t get that”
“I guess it makes sense to you, but isn’t your Mum a doctor who lives on a tree too. I didn’t hear you call her the same thing now did I?”
Ok this is stupid, infact he is stupid. But I’m not going t
