An Unopened Medical File From a Colorado Lake House Clinic

set the gold pen down on the green blotter and looked up, his silver watch catching the dim light from the desk lamp.

“Those records are private family business, Olivia,” he said, his eyes narrowing as he adjusted his watch strap again.

“They are just my medical files,” I said. “I need the dates of the x-rays from when I was twelve.”

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