Killer Cruise by A R Winters

Author:A R Winters [Winters, A R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Dr. Ryan Wilson was one of those doctors who looked way too young and way too handsome to be a real doctor. He looked like a television doctor.

He was crouched down next to a young girl, a kindly smile on his face as he spoke to her, looking directly into her eyes as he did so.

“Just because you’ve got diabetes doesn’t mean you can’t eat delicious stuff. There’s loads of great foods. And I’m telling you, that ice-cream sundae is nowhere near as good as it looks. That’s a dish better enjoyed with the eyes than the mouth.”

I nudged Cece. “We can enjoy him with our eyes.”

She jabbed me in the side. Hard. I decided not to go on and comment on mouths.

“Is it really not that good?” said the little girl.

“Really. I’ll tell you what. I’ve got a friend who’s a chef. I bet if I spoke to him really nicely, and I told him I’d met the most special little girl on the ship, and I asked him to make you a special frozen dessert, just for you... well, I think he might do it.”

The girl’s eyes were wide. “Really? Do you think so? A special one just for me?”

He nodded with sincerity.

“And no one else would be allowed to have it? Only me?”

He nodded again. “Only you, honey.”

The little girl looked up at her mother. “Did you hear? A special dessert just for me?”

The mother was beaming at the doctor in gratitude. “Thank you so much, doctor.”

“It’s a pleasure. I’ve got your cabin number here on your form, so I’ll speak to my chef friend, and either call your cabin or send a message to it later.” He turned back to the little girl. “How does that sound?”

“Yay!”

The grateful mother and her delighted daughter left the sickbay. It looked like we were next.

The waiting room was brightly lit with a number of comfy chairs. A door led further inwards, presumably to the doctor’s main examination room and whatever facilities they had beyond. I guessed Patrick Murphy was somewhere back there too.

The doctor stood up, still wearing the same sincere smile he’d used to sway the little girl. Except now, it looked even a touch brighter.

“Cece! How great to see you!”

“Yeah. Hey. How’s it going?” Her voice was the closest to a monotone I’d ever heard from her.

“Hi. Ryan Wilson,” he said to me, sticking out his hand, and then immediately yanking it back.

Amused, I watched as he pulled off the clear plastic glove he’d been wearing and tossed it into a garbage can.

“Let’s try that again.” He stuck out his now bare hand again. “Ryan Wilson.”

I shook his hand. “Adrienne James.”

He turned to Cece and took on a more serious demeanor. “Is everything okay, Cece? Are you feeling all right?”

“Of course. I never get sick.”

His smiled widely. “Good! Great! Glad to hear it. That’s the problem with getting guests in the sick bay—while it’s nice to have company, it usually means there’s something wrong with them. I am glad you’re well, though.

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