Now she was
rambling on about her son playing lacrosse.
“He’s really good,” she said, “he might qualify for a scholarship.”
She scraped
the edge of my tooth and I tried to move my tongue out of the way. “Do your sons play sports?” she inquired.
Why do they
always do this? How am I supposed to
answer with the little round mirror jammed inside my cheek and that silver gougey-thing
bobbing about?
“Uhhr-hrr,”
I grunted.
“They
do? That’s great. Which sport?”
I closed my
eyes tight and pretended that I was a narcoleptic. It’s not that I didn’t want to say “regional soccer,” it’s just that I would most
likely swallow the suction tube if I attempted to answer. Also, she kept spinning that steel pick
around like she was in a dental baton twirling competition.
Just then,
Dr. Beyond Gorgeous walked in the room.
He is so dreamy. Think George
Clooney’s unknown and much better-looking younger brother. Mmmmmmmmm.
“How are
you, MOV?”
He grinned wide,
like an ad for toothpaste. His teeth glistened
like the light of 32 flawless diamonds
on a snowy peak at high noon. I was
temporarily blinded. He waited for Kathy
to finish, and then he started examining my mouth.
“Okay, then,
try to lay off the sugar. I notice a few
areas that could develop into cavities if we’re not careful.”
I liked how
he said “We,” like we were a team. Team
Anti-Decay. Kathy winked at me, as if to
say, And you will make my job a lot
easier too if I don’t have to scrape so much.
I made a
quick stop on the way home. As I
purchased my treat, I thought, Well, at
least Kathy gets to keep her job this way.
MOV
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trifecta writing challenge: 333 words, key word is "light"; I wrote this piece a few days ago and have made minor modifications to fit the challenge
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trifecta writing challenge: 333 words, key word is "light"; I wrote this piece a few days ago and have made minor modifications to fit the challenge
