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Lonny was terrified. He was afraid of the dark, nervous about close spaces, mortified of germs, and positively petrified of loud noises. So, how did he find himself, time and again, in a situation that brought all of his horrors together at once? Sure, facing your fears was supposed to be good for the soul, anyone knew that. Heck, he'd even written a paper on the subject. It was better to take them on and--wait. There was a noise. Lonny swallowed a lump in his throat. It was time.
He steeled his nerves and grabbed the door handle. This was it. But right before he opened it, the door flew open on its own and he was face to face with a child! A red-headed, snot-nosed, germ-ridden boy! The kid screamed, Lonny screamed, they both turned and ran. Of course, in Lonny's case, there wasn't really anywhere to go. He banged his head into the wall and fell half unconscious to the floor. It was time to face facts: being a pediatrician did not prepare him to be a real life closet monster.
Lonny was terrified. He was afraid of the dark, nervous about close spaces, mortified of germs, and positively petrified of loud noises. So, how did he find himself, time and again, in a situation that brought all of his horrors together at once? Sure, facing your fears was supposed to be good for the soul, anyone knew that. Heck, he'd even written a paper on the subject. It was better to take them on and--wait. There was a noise. Lonny swallowed a lump in his throat. It was time.
He steeled his nerves and grabbed the door handle. This was it. But right before he opened it, the door flew open on its own and he was face to face with a child! A red-headed, snot-nosed, germ-ridden boy! The kid screamed, Lonny screamed, they both turned and ran. Of course, in Lonny's case, there wasn't really anywhere to go. He banged his head into the wall and fell half unconscious to the floor. It was time to face facts: being a pediatrician did not prepare him to be a real life closet monster.
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