“You want me to what?” Olivia Wilson stared at Doctor Ray. The paper on the examining table crinkled with her shocked movement.
“A lot of people wear one and eventually get used to it.”
“But what if I don’t want to?” She eyed the contraption he dangled in the air that looked like something he’d snatched from a scuba diver.
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