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    Story written on September 9, 2012 by kins40.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=79638
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    Finale

    She thumbed through it, uninterested, barely taking in the splendid colourful photographs and detailed articles of the beauty of our planet.
    She hated waiting especially when it meant waiting for doom.
    Her name was finally called. Her heart immediately jumped in her throat as she eyed the blue scrub wearing nurse who appeared silently to her right, holding a clipboard.
    Her head then whipped to the left to look at the time. The orange digital display turned to 14. 14:00, 2 O’Clock. That was the time of her appointment. 
    She sighed as quietly as she could, noticing the looks from the other patients in the room. Was it pity she saw on their faces? Was the fact that she hated the dentist’s so evident in her demeanour?
    She straightened up as best she could, pulling out her best Bette Porter swagger as she crossed the waiting area, before being ushered by the nurse through a cool hall lined with other rooms all fitted with heavy looking doors.
    "No doubt to stop sounds from coming out," she thought to herself, "the wailing of other patients is bound to scare others away."
    Her stomach flipped and she started wringing her hands together in utter panic. Then, the smell hit her, bringing to her already stressed gut a nauseating bonus. Rubber gloves, sickly sweet mouthwash and fluoride.
    Her mouth went dry.
    "Great, all you need to do now is be sick all over this new dentist’s floor!" she carried on with her inner thoughts, "I will soon have to go to another state to be seen at all!"
    She finally arrived into a tiny room in the middle of which, sat a space age looking chair.
    As a rule she tried to never look at the instruments on the tray as she stepped into the room, but call it twisted, self-administered torture, it was the first thing her eyes fell on as she unconsciously felt drawn to it when she walked in.
    Her worry levels shot up ten folds as she eyed the silver metal tools. There in front of her, perfectly lined up, were the totally harmless mirror, the less desirable, gum jabbing scraper and what looked like cardboard guitar picks that she recognised as the help the dentist needed to keep people’s mouth wide open.
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    4. Damn…..kins you come out of nowhere and just rock my world like this, only to leave for god knows how long. I don’t care just as long as you keep coming back. Now that is a characteristic of a player LOL ;@)

    5. I forgot my offering of the number 14. Thanks for including me. 14 is special to me because in a few short days my partner and I will celebrate 25 years together on September 14th. How appropriate that you would choose now to include my number. I know I have gushed over your writing before. I continue to adore you. T

    8. Simply FANTASTIC Kins, just beautifully, wonderfully and lovingly fantastic. Thanks for popping back in and bringing wonderful stories. Can hardly wait for the multi-chapter story you will bring us. Thanks again.

    10. Ditto to everything above, well, maybe not the marry me part since its not too appropriate at this time. But, damn girl, you write great stories. I loved the Savannah slip in there… still one of my favorite stories. Thanks for the update.

    20. Great kins – I came to your stories late but delighted I found you! A true storyteller with the ability in your words to make me laugh and make me cry – thank you.

      Do you think you might write some more Savannah some time?!?

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