That Was Meant To Be Romantic
Paulie was nervously scratching his head, wondering if his neighbor would actually have the audacity to ditch him in the big city. Luckily, he knew it was possible to take a bus back to Midland, but the buses in and out of Central City and Midland were about as reliable as a fortune teller’s predictions.
Or Tom Hedasky’s weather reports.
He stood exactly where he had been dropped off, as noted by the empty vape cartridge Niles had tossed to the ground when they arrived outside of the Central City Medical Services building thirty minutes earlier. Maybe he was just early?
Paulie turned back and looked up at roughly where he guessed Dr. Joseph/Gabor Fejes’ office was. He wondered about the seriousness of the situation, about the warning Dr. Fejes had given hi
