CHAPTER
22
Late. I hated to be late. If I had not fallen asleep on the couch, I would have made it to Youth Oasis with time to spare. Prickly with irritation, my frustration mounted as I searched in vain for a parking spot. Unbelievable. Not only was the parking area packed to overflowing, Buckskin Trail was also choked with vehicles parked in both directions. Crap! Apparently Dr. Craig’s full-page ad in the Sun had been hugely successful, as word of the clinic’s miraculous, age-defying products had spread like wildfire throughout the community.
My short patience fuse ignited. I stomped on the accelerator, blasted past the clinic’s private entrance and drove around the east side of the hill where the pavement ended. Traveling beneath an ever-darkening overcast sky that milked t
