The diagnosis was not good. The operation would be radical and associated with high costs. I sighed and tried to stay light: “Well, thanks, doctor. And how to proceed? ”
Without doubting for a second, the answer came: “He has at least a bed for the night with us. Then you can sleep for another night and let us know tomorrow what you want to do. “
I thanked the car mechanic and hung up. Our car was in good hands.
Tabitha Dunkirk
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